Two years later, the Visitor paid a visit to see him at his place of stay
If two years seems like a long time, then try ten years before that
Although alike in more ways than one, their choices led both men astray
It was those choices that affected the people involved in their lives
For the Visitor, it was mostly positive while the Other was negative
One’s heart had warmth to glow, while the other took in the snow
One was essentially cast out, while the other ventured about
They lived without the other, perhaps it was both of their druthers
But lately the Visitor kept having doubts creep into his mind
That this status quo requires change in which he should try
As if he needed to be there for the Other in this time
Before another snowstorm can commit it’s devilish crime
Too long have they been split apart with nary a memory shared
Hatred filled the Visitor then, but now he couldn’t have cared
For the past is the past, and the future they could still share
He already felt guilty having not been there for his nephew
Who, growing up, was like having a little brother by his side
The Visitor promised this wouldn’t happen, this same tide
He grew tired of being flooded with regret and despair
It was time that certain relationships were allowed to repair
And so he ventured out to find the Other somewhere nearby
But upon the Visitor’s arrival, all he could hear was a loud cry
For he learned the Other, his brother, was no longer in town
An unexpected snowstorm buried his emotions and him down
Once more, the Visitor must be forced to swim the ocean tide
In search for his Lighthouse to guide him through this time
For while they’ve moved on, his heart must carry this crater
As the Visitor has come to not only visit his nephew’s grave
But also his brother’s, who joined his son two years later. . .
Novatourist 