
To my brother... About a sister's love. Bawled the entire time. Please read.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Family/Poetry - Words: 222 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 10-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3065156
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I remember ringing the bell
In your nusery.
Yes, I remember running down the hall
With a bottle hoping you weren't thirsty.
I remember the first time I saw your little face.
I can still picture me smiling at you
Thinking that in this house you'd fit perfectly in place.
I remember frowning when you'd get upset;
Sad when you went to bed;
And giggling when you'd get mad, because Precious you'd turn red.
Yeah I remember calling you Bry Bry.
Watching you smile
And hiding when you'd cry.
Oh Little Brother,
I'd love you more
Than a baby to his mother.
Little Boy,
I'd love you more
Than I would any new toy.
My baby brother
I'd love you more
Than I ever would another.
Little brother,
I remember playing our games.
Being a superhero,
And fighting with you to decide on a name.
Yes, I remember you and your crazy jokes;
And I remember the funny way that you spoke.
Little brother,
I know as we got older
Times have gotten tougher.
We've drifted apart.
But Bry please take this to heart:
Blue eyes,
I love you more
Than any words could describe.
Little man,
I love you more
Than you'll ever understand.
Little brother,
There isn't another.
No, my brother,
I love you.
Yeah you're my only
Little Brother.
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