Brothers



Two brothers, two years apart. Both so smart and talented in their own ways. Through the years they played and fought, sometimes loving each, other times hating each other - but always brothers and let no one hurt the other one!

The stories are endless! One day they tried to cut each others hair, one ended up with a bald spot! But no worry, the quick fix before mom got home from work was to use black liquid shoe polish. Of course, being “mom” I never was supposed to find out, right?

Another day I came home from work, Dean runs out of the bathroom, “Mom, look what I did!” I was very afraid, but with young boys, you have to be brave and strong, so I said, “Show me what you did.” Out of the bathroom comes Cal, his beautiful black hair was now two-toned, parted down the middle, one half was black and the other was a bleached blonde!! We didn’t change our plans to go out to dinner that night, after all, what’s done is done. At the restaurant Cal asks, “Why is everybody staring at me?” My husband Ray, trying not to let him see the hidden smile said, “I don’t know Cal, are you sure they’re staring at you?”

No matter what life brings, the bonds of family are always strong, they keep bringing us back to each other.

Wheels

The wheels turn, constant, flowing

The rhythm of motion keeps me going

I sense you far behind me

But this isn’t a race

Not accelerating or slowing

Just keeping my pace

The wheels keep turning, gripping, traction

Steadfast, forward, no distraction

Come up beside me, We should share this ride

Let it be like the past, When we journeyed side by side

The wheels keep turning, continuous rotation

Every turn an achievement, domination

Did I hear you call out for me?

Or was the voice in my head

I turned back hoping to see you closer

But you had slipped further away instead

The wheels keep turning, emotionless, relentless

Gaining new momentum, faster, restless

Again I gaze over my shoulder

I can barely see you so far away

Why won’t you ride with me

Have I failed you in some way?

The wheels keep turning, animal like ferocity

Power, fury, gaining velocity

I look back again

Your no where to be seen

I feel betrayed, alone

What does this all mean?

But the wheels keep turning

Promising never to cease

Driving me onward

No hope for release

　
Poem By Cal