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  Norman Crabtree
   
     
Pierre and I
 
On April 1st
Pierre and I
Were given a pound each
Twin brotherís birthday present
Sparkling from a grandparent past.
 

I saved and I invested

ex unus plures
And I became rich
A large house, a trophy wife
A new car
Blunt picket fence
Golf clubs and a new TV.
People looked and envied me
Envy of my freshly cut piece of grass
My nature
My lifestyle
Even my beautiful kids
All this time I forgot Pierre
My darling brother
 

Pierre took his pound

And bought a bird
And took a girl he knew
To the top of a hill
And waited
Waited weeks
Years
For the perfect moment
For his sunset
Of spiralling purple and red
For the moment
To release his bird
And hold onto to time itself
And with the girl he knew
Created a moment
a Memory
Then he had nothing
But I envied him
I envied his everything
his Nothing
His tie with nature
His girl he knew
His memories
The bird that went free

 


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