Day 27 – for my brother who died ten days old

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The Tree of Remembrance (for my brother who died before I was born).

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I forgot.

The tree did not.

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The tree grew tall above the plot

where I, alone,

ten days old,

and not yet bones

rotted with the leaf mold.

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With each year I climbed above

through roots and buds and branches.

In leaves I wear a crown of love,

the breeze my soul entrances

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and now I know

that all we have are chances.

© A.Chakir 2023