Timothy
I would like to think you could hear me
Even though you are so far away
As I sit here and write my feelings onto this page
I hope my words are so loud
They can reach you, up there, in Heaven
Where you no doubt smile everyday
My little brother
I imagine your smile
Has just a hint of sadness
Remembering your family,
No matter how selfish it sounds
I wish so much and so hard
For the day I will finally meet you, again
Healthy and not breathing through a tube
But for now, these words will have to do
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