Poetry/Prose Drafting

 Brothers

Angus and  Roderick,

Both Scottish sons, struck;

Angus fatally...  Roddy not,

Roddy, more fortunate Scot.

Eternally remembered, loved,

Were Lost, injured and beloved,

Dearly, calmly contemplated;

Done, knew, and meditated.

Revered through passing ages,

While lacing histories pages;

Angus's memories truly last,

Always echoing through past.

 

Safely you walk in freedom,

And welcome as if you come;

Here in freedom, as was won,

Can bask in freedom's sun.

Ewenart

© Ewen A Morrison

{Angus and Roderick,  Scottish brothers}