My Big Brother's Room
The sun shines through
Your windowpane glass
I look out it
To know the weather forecast
Often i wish for
Those days to come back
The days before
You had to pack
Your room empty now
With a fresh coat of paint
I hope that my memories
Of you never go faint
Since i was born
You watched me grow
University of Arizona
I saw you go
Three years later
And a bachelor’s degree
Making a living
Out in Tempe
At your new job
Destined to bloom
Forever empty
My big brother’s room
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