Random Poems

Monday 8 April 2013

Brother (For Mark)


Brother

I know we've never said it,
And we probably never will.
And I never expect to hear it,
It's our unspoken, unwritten deal.

And while you may not show it,
But then though, neither do I,
You'd better know as well as I do,
That we're brothers until we die.

We've had plenty of good times,
As well as bad & spiteful fights.
But in the end we must look out for,
Our brother; it's our brotherly right.

I know I've never said it,
At least, not ever to you.
Please know this, my dear older brother,
I, your little brother, loves you.





By J. Barrett

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