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My Brother’s Fountain

He died last year about this time
I still miss him every day
I think about him all the time
For my brother’s gone away

I have the fountain he once had
There’s a special place in my yard
Surrounded by his favorite Roses
They are beautifully standing guard

I also have in this honored spot
A park bench so I can hear
The trickle of water down the rocks
A sound that is oh, so dear

It brings back so many memories
All the years when we were children
It’s like spending time with him again
Listening to my brother’s fountain!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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