My Brother AlvinA Poem by Janyce Helen Van EsI saw the macabre, papier-mâché body lying on the gurney,
The funeral director asked me about an open casket,
I didn’t go to the viewing; my brother wasn't there. © 2008 Janyce Helen Van EsAuthor's Note
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Added on February 9, 2008Last Updated on June 28, 2008 AuthorJanyce Helen Van EsPottsboro, TXAboutI am just a hippie from the sixties: I Love to sketch, decorate and write. Gardening is my second delight My husband is lazy, and because we're both crazy, writers groups keep us out of a fight! It's.. more.. |

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