Where You Belong!!! for my brother Dennis June 1, 1953-July 25, 2010

If I could rewind days,

back step through yesterday,

Pause the hour, 

before the tears,

freeze frame the minute,

that you were still here,

anticipating your next breath,

I would moonwalk minutes,

stomp the present,

and hitchhike a soul-train line, to the past

to those natural days of

"braid it tight Vickie

so the afro could pick out just right."

To those super-fly do's

and magic shave don't's

and those super-fly zoots,

in the mirror to watch,

My handsome brother flaunt,

"Mr big stuff tell me now

who do you think you are

Mr Big stuff, you drive a

big fine fancy car, Mister Big Stuff."

I would chase those glory years,

of track star fame,

and girls in the bleachers,

screaming your name,

of trophies on display,

and press release,

If I could rewind the day,

set my mind at ease,

stop the clock,

and stop the time,

rewind to your very prime,

I would find you as twin,

one speaking gospel,

the other seeking sin,

If I could rewind the day,

go all the way back,

to before the slip,

To hustling peanuts,

To Devil's Dip,

A place you used to play,

I'd kidnap you my brother,

And steal you away,

Then bring you my brother,

Home to today,

WHERE YOU BELONG! ©