I miss you, my big brother
Mom misses you too
and it hurts to see her pain.
You know it wasn't your fault
and I know you would change it if you could
But my hope is that you are looking down
keeping a watchful eye on us all...
I see your picture daily
I hear your voice when you say "Trace"
it chokes me up everytime
the thought of you leaving this place
You left us and we all fell apart
things just aren't same
and you know it's not your fault.
I'm sorry that this happened
so many things about your life were unfair
but you know we're here doing our best
to make you so proud up there.
I don't mean to dwell on the bad
so let me focus on the good
thank you for teaching me to be
the toughest girl in the neighborhood
Thank you for the skills you taught me
like how to throw a football
further than anyone on the block
and how to pick up around the house
with less than a minute on the clock
I now know that Freddie Kruegger
doesn't exist in the house next door
but forget about watching any of his movies
they don't play in my VCR anymore
Playing all time quarterback
was always your best role
without you, how would I know
to run Pepsi or Skid Row?
Game night on Pine Street
going to Walmart in our bed clothes
playing pillow soccer in our living room
all the fun we had that no one knows
I dream about you every once in a while
and they are always great
I get to talk and laugh and reminisce
before it becomes too late.
I miss you my big brother
I'm sorry this is today
I wish I could turn back time
and simply say:
I love you.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
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