I feel driven by the miles between us, now the distance is
time more than miles.
You were my mothers other son, my other brother, the one I
could look to in times
Of pain, and trouble.
Now who will I look to?
Who will I call when my mother cries, when clouds storm
these Tennessean skies?
You were the best that Man has to offer, upon your shoulder
you carried
The honor of family, the obligations of love and the respect
of your cousins and
All your brothers.
Michael van Vuuren
I will truly long for you Wayne who I called Verlin.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
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