I love you and I wish you were home.
It hurts me to think you're so alone.
It's not the same without you here.
Why you did what you did is still unclear.
I remember when we were little and we played in the yard.
Then we'd go sit inside and play cards.
You'd look at me and smile.
Your smile used to stretch a mile.
When I had a bad day, you were the only one who could make me laugh.
It's like you were my other half.
It hurts me to see what you're going through.
It hurts even more because there's nothing I can do.
I just wish I could make it all ok,
But all I can do is pray.
I pray for you every night before I go to sleep
And every time I think I hear you creep.
Sometimes it's like you're still here.
I look at the door and wait for you to appear.
Then I realize you're not home,
And I go back to feeling so alone.
I love you so much; you just don't know,
No matter what, you'll always be my little bro.
Poem Honoring The Bond Of Sibling Love
My little brother is 4 years younger than than me. I have been there or at least tried to be throughout his life. He had a hard life. He was raised by my aunt who passed in 2010. Since then...
I Miss You, My Little Bro
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2006 with permission of the Author.
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Keep your head up. God is there. Remember, sometimes we go through things so that we can see clearly. I understand your pain, but pray about his situation and let it go into God's hands. Of course you're going to miss him because we're human, but when you let God help him, everything gets a little easier. I don't know you, but I will pray for you, your family, and him.