Brother's Bind

Bounding over miles of land

You and me there hand in hand

Laughing as we hustle on

Then I fell and you were gone

I sought you out but couldn't find

For you were gone; I felt inclined

To leave away and seek no more

But something gripped me A terror for

What may have happened

To thee there

Would you then have been impaired?

I durstn't leave thee all behind

For we are in a Brother's Bind

This poem is about: 
My family


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