Now man-to-man; Once child and child At play Beneath our mother's aura; Brothers bound in innocence – Mother's tearful reticence was Hiding in her smile. Deeper hung the lead weight Heavy in her heart Oxidising: The man she never mentioned Slept between the beats. We slept cuddled in the sheets. We'd be older when she'd tell us that Our father died at war – The day the family ruptured; saw The tired rings bless Mum's kind eyes. Now we're grown-up brothers Skirmishing with grown-up life. And still the aura glows, tho' distant; Dimmer. Mother knows we're wiser, Tighter In our brotherhood of blood. We sense it; sense her, Sleeping Comfy in the wood.