Hello this is a snippet of a bittersweet piece of #prose about my brother.
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I don't believe I will ever see his face again - not all at once or on the same heart, anyway
But I will see his nose in cashiers at the supermarket
I will see his smile in bus drivers and waiters
I will see his eyes in farmers and artists
I will see his cowlicks in the clients in my salon chair
And I will miss the whole flower
But the petals are so pretty,
And lay so softly around my mirror