The dwelling place

What kind of man was he?
Mums half brother
They never meet

Was he like her?
The same expressions, the same feelings
Did they share anything besides a father?
The one he knew and she did not

Was he a good man or a villain at heart?
I only know that he died young
I can never know him
But it does not stop me wondering

Now at this time of grief I wonder more
About that side of the family I do not know
Removed by time and deed