To Mark

I know not what to say to you now my dear brother,

We may not share the bond of a child or a mother.

We may not be able to sit face to face and declare our emotion,

For the fear of embarrassment amidst this commotion.

The ups and the downs the laughs and the tears,

The memories created throughout the years.

A thousand times the ‘right’ words have played in my head,

As I weep silent tears for you at night when in bed.

Your bravery your courage of this I’m in awe,

Cant even consider a time when you’re no more.

What can we do in life but accept our lot?

And though your heart may desert you…mine will not.

I write these words never intending you to read them Mark,

I’m just trying to create light where only there’s dark.

I know I may not show it but for you I weep,

You know what they say….still waters run deep.

And who was it who said there’s a god? Arent we supposed to reap what we sew?

I am unable to change anything for you, but your loved more than you know.

Stay strong my brother my hero and I KNOW you will cope,

For what is this world if there is no longer hope?