Love hold my hand
Help me see with the dawn
that those that have left
are not gone
But they carry on
as stars looking down
as Nature's Sons
and Daughters of the Heavens

You will not ever be forgotten by me
In the precession of the mighty stars
your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart
here I will carry, carry, carry you
Forever

You have touched my life
so that now cathedrals of sound are singing
are singing

The waves have come to walk with you
to where you will live in the Land of Youth
Land of Youth

You will not ever be forgotten by me
In the precession of the mighty stars
your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart
here I will carry, carry, carry you
here I will carry, carry, carry you forever

I remember you, so tiny and small, with your fuzz of red hair peeking out of a swaddling blanket. Who was this? I have a brother. A brother!
I watched you grow, from afar, seeing you thrive in your new loving family. And how wonderful, those precious moments when we could be together...a lunch...a donut (when we were so poor, and I was so sick, remember?)...a dinner. And your trips to Florida. Oh, how you longed to live in Florida...until you lived there. It was so hot. You missed your friends. Ah, your friends. And what wonderful friends you had! How you loved people. This we shared, our great love of people.

I thought we would have many more opportunities together. I counted on those. You promised to follow doctor's orders. But it was only after you were gone that I found out you never did.

What I know now, though, is you are free. Free from sickness. Free from poverty. Free from fear. Free from heartache. Free from life's disappointments. Now you fly free. 

I will love and miss you always, little brother. I will miss your bear hugs and big beautiful smile. I will miss our get togethers and the knowledge that we made it through another year. But I will see you again. Until then....fly free.