Two Weeks Ago Today

Taken in happy days of our youth...

 

My brother Frank died very suddenly. 

Sean nos is the old way of singing, and well suited for the keening.  

However, no words can fully express the grief and shock of:

 

"Two Weeks Ago Today"

 

 

Two weeks ago today

my brother made his way

to Heaven's gate,

he was not late.

Why did he not delay?

 

But, if  I only knew

that God was calling you

I would have prayed

you could have stayed.

Why were your years so few?

 

My tears so freely flow

so filled with grief and woe!

My brother he

was friend to me;

such friendship so few know.

 

Our childhood days long gone,

but mem'ries tarry on...

With wounds well healed,

our love we sealed,

and love, I know, lives on.

 

"My brother Frank is dead"

a hundred times I've said

that it sink in,

and I begin

to get it through my head.

 

The heaviness that lays

upon my chest these days

as grief explodes

and overloads

my heart, as my soul prays.

 

I know it will take time,

and I use verse and rhyme

to feel the pain,

and to stay sane,

while from this pit I climb.

 

So Frank, my brother dear,

I hope that you are near,

for low I speak

with voice so weak,

and hope that you can hear.

 

I really want to say

those words we said each day:

"I love you too,"

although we knew,

for wasn't that our way?

 

And know that as I heal

my love will still be real.

Until we meet,

in Heaven greet,

this bond of love we seal.

 

 

February 14, 1998 Cait Finnegan