Saturday, March 26, 2016

2 Years have Passed my Brother

St. Michael the Archangel

Thinking of you my day is brightened
Though my emotions extremely heightened
Your story of life and the ups and downs
As they listen I see their heart pounds
Your love and happiness still heals us today
Like the tranquility felt while boating on the bay
Your life has just begun, much work for you to do
You’re our guiding light we look up to you
Leighton tells us when you are around
Vivid dreams she even hears sound
Saint Michael you are the angel of death
Carrying the souls of the deceased at their last breath
To the heavens above they pass through the archway 
We ask for your prayers on This Holy Saturday

 -Christopher M Brennan, MD
My Poetry

Visit a Site dedicated to my Brother

Videos by Michael K Brennan, MD

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Happy Birthday My Brother

I feel you near in my  heart
our passing on is just the start

You are free as we suffer
Birthday time makes it tougher

I think of you and I smile
Great times birthdays in style

on your birthday on the slopes
in life you showed me the ropes

in the home where we shared
never once was love spared

Happy Birthday to a courageous brother
I have 2 others but you like no other

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Winter Swing

Family Friends no time for any
Student Loans can’t save a penny

Winter times, mood swings
Mind is filled negative things

Little sunlight shorter days
Damn my heart yearns for May

Emotions riding a roller coaster
Cold Hot been through a toaster

Worrying about so many things
New job, more work mood swings

Gotta keep focused keep going
Ya bro is watching sees ya growing

Stronger each day feel him near
I see the light my mind is clear

My bro, “Life can be short, live each day”
He says”take some time, for you I pray”

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

A Poem for Michael

One of My Original Poems I wrote the background music is that of my late brother playing the keyboard.

Monday, October 26, 2015

The Tired Man

Although I am so tired
Mind runs it is wired
If only I could get sleep
Can’t even count sheep 
There is so much on the mind
Oh bed please be kind
Let me get some rest
Like a bird in its nest
My affinity for my bed
I fall and hit my head
So tired there is no pain
Rest, recovery for my brain