Goodbye, My Brother

Goodbye, My Brother
By Renelle

On the Eighteen of August, A day I’ll never forget
A phone call from Mom got me all upset
I knew it was over and no longer a dream
When I saw Dad’s eyes, returning from the scene

I always thought you would grow old with me
To laugh and talk about us being silly
If only I could see you one more time
I would say, ' I miss you, Good-Bye '

You came to see me one Saturday night,
We laughed and talked cause we rarely fought
But You never told me you were going away
Until you left that one August Day

A son, A brother, A friend so true
Whatever he had, he'd share it with you

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poem by Renelle Gallant
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