The Yahrtzeits Come Again

THE YAHRTZEITS Each year The Yahrtzeits come The sadness comes back with them It doesn't lessen with the years It comes back The pains - Tomorrow is my brother's again It hurts so much still He could still be alive He would only be a bit older than I am My brother Jakie My friend and protector in childhood Jakie He's gone forever gone from this earth- The Yahrtzeit's come again And once again the question is What God invented ‘dying ‘ for Jakie was such a good kid the best Where are you now my brother? Where are you now?