I just can't believe how quickly time flies. I know it's a cliche thing to say, but it's true. The older you get the quicker time passes.
It's been twelve years since my brother's death. Some of the grief has faded away, but some of it will always be there.
Every year, at least since I discovered this commercial, I watch it and weep.
Here are the words to the poem in the commercial:
Walking the roads of our youth
Through the land of our childhood, our home and our truth
Be near me, guide me
Always stay beside me so I can be free
Free.
Let's run this place
Familiar and vast, our playground of green frames our past
We were wanderers
Never lost, always home
When every place was fenceless and time was endless
Our ways were always the same
Calm my demons and walk with me brother
Until our roads lead us away from each other
And if your heart's full of sorrow, keep walking
Don't rest and promise me from heart to chest
To never let your memories die. Never.
I'll aways be alive and by your side
In your mind
I am free.
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