Brother
The morning sun shines into my window.
I am awake. Thinking. Thinking of you.
Your are so wonderful.
You are like the leaves in the trees, beautiful, and bright.
But soon you leave home, drifting far away.
There is no looking back.
Oh, how I long to see spring again.
When you will be home, bright and beautiful.
For I miss you so very much, like a blue bird without a son.
All my life I have wanted the strength, the power, and the will to tell you that you and you alone are as bright as the sun.
I look up to you with envy.
Your are rainbows, the leaves, the dancing flames of fire, and the sweet soft scent of a rose.
You bring tears to my eyes and a smile to my face.
You are the one I care for, the brother I love, and the one I long to see once more grow bright and beautiful.
“The Changing Season”….by Jennifer L. Booth
I met Brian, my brother, for the first time in the summer of 1993. He was a 16 year old, boy then. I am not sure how often we visited each other in Wisconsin, from that first time until the last time we saw each other in 2001, but each visit was a tremendous joy!
Each visit I saw Brian flourishing into a man. Brian was kind, he was happy, he was comical, he had a satisfaction of life. His smile was bright, his smirk was devilish, he had a sparkle in his eyes.
I did not experience life with Brian as many family members and friends. Sometimes circumstances just cause things to not happen. Brian was to have many more years, so many more chances were to come.
I will never again have the opportunity to know Brian. He was much too young. I miss him.
Brian, I will think of you often and you will bring a smile to my face. Your brother, Tom.