Ode to a friend, a visionary, intellectual brother and a humble father.

The sun is shining
Bright is the day
It is cloudy and rains heavily.
Yet the heart is filled
With joy of glorious pain
To know you are in no more pain
To know there will be no more smiles
When will the rains stop?
The weatherman can never forecast
These are rains from the soul
Tears cascading like a never-ending waterfall
The smile, that smile, the infectious smile.
You just put laughter on my face
Yet you made me squirm
There will be no more talk
Every book has a prologue.
Some are dedicated.
Some books end with a beginning to an introduction.
Your book is beautifully written.
Headlining your Fatherhood skills.
Your book is a legacy to read.
I will cherish.
So long big brother!
Save me a seat on the Advocacy Board.

#SILENTNOISES
#GAJREPORT

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