An eeriness creeps over me as I step
Into each room which now stand Empty.
Each item that were special to us cannot be touched except for the Most precious of them all.Our Parents
Whose love, understanding and Generousity live on inside our hearts.
Outside in the back garden even some Of the plants bow their heads in Sorrow as if they know that we are to
Leave them behind.
So this is it.I stand outside the front Door with both of my brothers as the
Final chapter of the story of our Childhood home comes to an end.
None of us want to say goodbye and
Who says big men don't cry?There is
Nothing wrong with that.As my Younger brother turns the key tears Pour down his face and I fear the pain He feels is greater than that of my Older brother and myself for he is the
One who has to close the book Forever.But this is no ordinary book.
It is our own encyclopedia that only
We can open up between us And Share its pictures and memories.
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