My lost Brother
I lost my bro,
I hated to see him go,
Even if he was only four,
a brain tumor had made him go.
Some people don't know what they have until it's gone.
What people don't know,
that he always loved home.
My brother was a joy,
I hope you enjoy,
my poem about my lost bro.
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