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He looked to see his brother's face
return his stare as Donald did
A photo worn and from an early
time, far older than this present age.

He wore a jacket creased and stained
and clutched a book well used and read
all creased and with a golden edge
He knew of course his brother dead

The photo tells a lot
The age is defined in book well used.
Jacket creased and stained illustrates the time
Short but reflective.

Thanks again on behalf of my cousin, now that I red it again I like it more than first I penned it... thank you.