PASSOVER 4-2-2007
Read MoreONCE WE WERE THREE
My brother, my sister, and me
Once we were three
Bang. He was gone.
Now we were two.
Stage Four. She's no more.
Cancer took her away.
My brother, my sister, and me.
Once we were three.
I'm the only one left.
Completely bereft.
My brother, my sister, and me.
Phyllis Dahne
July, 2007
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