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Poetry By: Joy Evans
Poetry



Something I just wrote, I'm not sure if I want to keep it the way it is. Please let me know what you think. :)


Submitted:Jul 8, 2010    Reads: 60    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   


I'll never forget you,

The love,

How honoured I am to call you,

My big brother.

I remember the fights,

Foot wars on the couch,

Thumb wars in the car,

My big brother.

I remember,

No matter how deep it got,

You were always there to catch me when I fall,

My big brother.

I feel you sometimes,

Watching me,

Telling me what to do next,

My big brother.

I know you are still here,

Keeping me out of harms way,

Coaxing me to take the next step,

My big brother.

Stopping me from crossing the road by myself,

From running away,

From lying to my teacher,

My big brother.

You taught me to fight,

Stand up for myself,

And for what I believe is right,

My big brother.

You will always be,

My big brother,

But you have achieved a new title,

My guardian angel.

Forever and always,

My big-guardian angel brother.





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