May God bless you and your...
Curtis
We were little when we jumped from the highest cliffs,
we would snow tube and fly far and fast from white snow drifts.
We learned to swim in rough waters, rivers and canals,
we were more than brothers, we were and are good pals.
We lifted each other up when we fell or were down,
we would not let the sun pass on each other with a frown.
We will be together sometime, someday when
we will be ready to do it all over again.
In a better place
Chris Pena
February 20, 2019 | San Antonio, TX | Brother


