On a cold dark Tuesday night in June 2006, my youngest brother, George (Hori) committed suicide.
In the months and years that followed, I wrote constantly, pouring out my grief, anger and disbelief that I no longer
had my beloved, little brother in my life.
This collection is the "best of" those poems from that time.
My hope is that anyone who has ever suffered a sudden, tragic or unexpected death of a loved one may find hope and healing in my words.
"Weeping may endure for a night but joy does
indeed return in the morning." Psalm 30 v 5:b
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