Brother death poems
Letting go
- by Shannon Billeter 59
You're still here in my heart and mind,still making me laugh cause your stories live on.
I hold you in a thought and I can feel you.
I feel you and this gives me strength and courage.
The tears I have cried for you could flood the earth
and I know you have wiped each one away.
For you Brother, I promise you this,
I will go on with my life and make you proud. I will always hold you in my heart.
I promise you I will be missing you everyday till the end of time,
but this is not my end and I can't hold my head underwater....I need to breathe.
I need to love and miss you, but I also need to live because through me you will live,
you will still laugh and love,
you will still sing and dance,
you will still hug and kiss.
You will forever be in our lives,
you will forever be a brother,
a son,
an uncle
and friend.
I am going to miss your shining face
I think of you and wonder why?
I might cry or smile,
but at the end of the day I am one day closer to you....
The day my brother left
- by Heather Bowman 58
I will never forget that rainy day,The day God decided to take you away.
I had just seen you that morning,
And I remember you being annoying.
I brought Cameron up for awhile,
He always had a way to make you smile.
He took a few steps your way,
And it really brightened up your day.
You left to go ride with your friend,
Only to never come back home again.
A neighbor saw it all and came to get Mom,
She told Mom, "It's really bad," and they hurried on.
I drove Dad's truck down there,
At first, I couldn't see you anywhere.
The next thing I saw was you on the ground,
You weren't moving, not making a sound.
When I got to the hospital I thought you were going to be okay,
I never knew that the last time I would see you alive had been earlier that day.
I got up the strength and courage to go back to that room,
But what I saw on the bed was cold, still, lifeless...not you!
I was in a maze, in a dream,
Nothing was real to me it seemed.
When I finally got back home,
It was so empty and alone.
It's been a year since you've left,
And I still can't say the word "death".