My Brother
I used to hear Mom tell me he’s my brother
But now I know I am and always will be his biggest fan.
I used to know him as a boy
But now I know him as a young man.
I used to spend days goofing off with him
But now I have little time for such foolish games.
I used to believe we would be best friends forever
But now I know I won’t have only one best friend in my life.
I used to be bugged that we had school together
But now I treasure those days we no longer share
I used to think we would always stay together, side by side
But now I know school and work will pry us apart.
I used to wonder why he would leave me all alone to work
But now I understand the load of work he had to deal with.
I used to blame him for everything that didn’t go my way
But now I see how much time with him I had lost.
I used to say goodnight with him when we went to bed
But now I lay down to sleep while he is up for hours.
I used to agree with him no questions asked
But now I find myself only arguing with him
I used to know every minuscule detail about him
But now I realize I don’t know him anymore.
I used to have fun with him and maybe I don’t have as much anymore
But now when I think of all our good times together I love him even more.
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