tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post5816693930899332732..comments2023-12-10T10:18:21.368-08:00Comments on Bits and Pieces: 1461 Days Ago... Joe Pereirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-47165265327358701392014-03-05T08:29:07.383-08:002014-03-05T08:29:07.383-08:00Thank you AkankshaThank you AkankshaJoe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-17496232461914483442014-02-04T17:32:56.946-08:002014-02-04T17:32:56.946-08:00This is very touching and emotional poem.. When yo...This is very touching and emotional poem.. When you lose the one u deeply loved, nothing can be painful than that.Akanksha Jainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05257244690251358823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-84324205093213731092014-01-28T16:10:51.057-08:002014-01-28T16:10:51.057-08:00Yeah D, like an old post of mine about the subject...Yeah D, like an old post of mine about the subject, only it was a dream :( http://joesgossip.blogspot.co.uk/2011/03/ill-meet-you-on-other-side.htmlJoe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-28027694516136428702014-01-28T14:56:16.967-08:002014-01-28T14:56:16.967-08:00Which is the most heartbreaking reason to wish the...Which is the most heartbreaking reason to wish there really was a heaven. I want to see my precious brother again while facing the truth every day that I never will.lotta joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12742978845913126675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-69931624482027574292014-01-27T14:03:02.786-08:002014-01-27T14:03:02.786-08:00Indeed GB, thank youIndeed GB, thank youJoe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-37138055283288688892014-01-27T13:33:21.833-08:002014-01-27T13:33:21.833-08:00Very moving poem. "Grief is the price we pay ...Very moving poem. "Grief is the price we pay for love". Gorilla Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13044093013423635830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-4001528989166998512014-01-27T12:28:56.525-08:002014-01-27T12:28:56.525-08:00Memories, photos, words and sounds are left - I ju...Memories, photos, words and sounds are left - I just wish those reminders were enough NB Joe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-31239627441454833172014-01-27T12:27:45.580-08:002014-01-27T12:27:45.580-08:00I'm sorry for your loss Linda :(I'm sorry for your loss Linda :(Joe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-56100248954595528092014-01-27T12:25:24.744-08:002014-01-27T12:25:24.744-08:00Thanks Robbie :)
Thanks Robbie :)<br />Joe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-56470756449523550522014-01-27T12:24:33.330-08:002014-01-27T12:24:33.330-08:00I kind of agree Snow, it's a case of better to...I kind of agree Snow, it's a case of better to have had and lost than never to have had. But then again, if I hadn't had my brother, I wouldn't be hurting now... The paradox of losing the irreplaceableJoe Pereirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353399105160153877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-26658317297329676672014-01-27T05:15:07.161-08:002014-01-27T05:15:07.161-08:00I cannot imagine what it's like to lose a brot...I cannot imagine what it's like to lose a brother....Hope your poem brings some comfortNota Benehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00969705852180234416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-61240864116193719202014-01-27T02:52:39.295-08:002014-01-27T02:52:39.295-08:00My little brother died, an anguished man, driven t...My little brother died, an anguished man, driven to drinking and smoking himself to death. But, he was only 14 months younger than I. He has been dead for 12 years, and I am still lonely for him even though we lived far apart. I would have been closer, but it is hard to connect with a man in pain who inadvertently pushes or chases everyone away. He was a loving man and much missed still. Practical Parsimonyhttp://www.practical-parsimony.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-9324418521994632722014-01-26T18:59:48.495-08:002014-01-26T18:59:48.495-08:00Painful...but beautiful...<i>Painful</i>...but beautiful...Robbie Greyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06708885869170287258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000892193344053581.post-22902509223859331842014-01-26T17:59:47.159-08:002014-01-26T17:59:47.159-08:00Joe, I wish brothers were like toasters in that yo...Joe, I wish brothers were like toasters in that you could always get another one if your's breaks, or else buy one if you never had one before. I don't know if I envy you for having had--and then lost--something so valuable, something that I've had to live without, but my best attempt at wisdom would argue is that what you lost was worth the grief that you feel. I would be surprised if you disagree, because he sounds like a gem, only infinitely more valuable.Snowbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.com