Familiar Journeys ©

Yesterday I held your seat at the train terminal,
Same place, same time, the usual daily paper and decaf coffee;
You chose ESPN magazine and Coke Zero,
Contrast in our preferences in regards to morning taste,
But so much alike by mid-day; as our time continued at haste.

We had become so close in the routine of day-to-day,
Touch and go, stay and play,
Laugh and joke, Fuss and fight,
It didn't matter to us – we'd start over in our same familiar place.
I'll go to grab my newspaper, while you'd sit and hold my space.

The same train terminal, where we would meet to start the day,
Watching others come and go, as we built an eternal bond.
Although we descended from different mothers,
Brothers without the DNA – yet everything we set to do,
Together – it was surely done.

Brother where art thou, I asked;
Only to be disappointed with the results,
Yesterday was very hard on me;
But today I'm learning to cope.
Yesterday my friend rode a different train;
So today I'll try the ESPN – and zero calorie Coke.

Our destination has been the same as the years have come to pass,
Of course we never knew, or even considered, how long our trips would last.
Although our Father has called you on to another route;
The fact remains the same,
As on earth, you'll hold my space in heaven,
As I too – prepare to board that train...

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Written by: Kalonji Abdul