My dear brother

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Adulthood creates a slow drift from one's siblings. This poem is an illustration of it.

Submitted: March 17, 2019

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It’s your big day and I can’t be there.
 
I know it’s not fair,
 
Don’t wanna make it blue;
 
But I miss you so much too.
 
 
 
I want to see you right now 
 
But just can’t figure how.
 
You were always there for me,
 
Gave up everything you love for me,
 
 
 
Protected me from all evil,
 
And took care of me when I was ill.
 
The bicycle rides together on the island;
 
The train journeys when you would readily lend
 
 
 
Your shoulder for me to rest upon.
 
Dropping me at the airport late night and morn;
 
Taking classes together at the University;
 
Cracking jokes no matter the adversity.
 
 
 
If only I can go back in time,
 
To love more, fight more and be there for you all the time.
 
Alas, this adulthood only separates us more my dear Brother,
 
My dear guardian - the one who is also my father and mother!
 
 


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