Member Poem

I have gained more than I have lost. 

Two brothers buried in the soil, their faces unseen and voices unheard,

But my brothers come in many forms: 

 Two blue jays harmonizing outside my window, the sea breeze tickling my neck, a white
feather appearing on my bedroom floor, God’s land sprouting where they lay

I smile and look to the clouds

 Two angels open the gates of Heaven

My entire being lights up with up joy!

Giver! Supporter! Lord!

I am richer than I have ever been!