Ode to a brother

Dear loved ones, I came across this poem that I had written several years ago after we had buried my youngest brother G……. He died from a strange illness that destroyed his brain and caused him to seize non stop for hours at a time. It was terrible for him and for me, since I was the one with him in hospitals and travelling from one location to another to try to find out what was happening to him. He was my baby brother and we loved each other very much.

The poem is written about my other brother D……, who is also younger than me. We used to be very close growing up and in our young adulthood. Because of religious differences, which I wrote about in the blog post, “Letters that ended it all” , he no longer would associate with me. The following poem was written on the day we buried my brother Gregory.

Thank you for reading my blog today and I love you all very much. Hugs & Kisses, Summerhill Lane

Ode to a brother

Now don’t be hurt

And don’t be sad

He’s not the only brother you’ve ever had

You’ve lost one before

You can do it again

It’s a game

She knows the rules

Now don’t be hurt

And don’t be sad

They aren’t the only sisters you’ve ever had

You lost one before

You can do it again

And again

And again

And again

She’s made her bed

Now she can lay in it

Now don’t be hurt

And don’t be sad

She’s not the only parent you’ve ever had

You’ve lost one before

You can do it again

This is your last supper

In testament

Now don’t be hurt

And don’t be sad

He’s not the only brother you’ve ever had

He’s not the only brother you’ve ever had

He’s not the only brother you’ve ever had

He’s not the only brother

He is the only brother you have.