Dylan

Here is another poem of mine (Written for my brother):

Dylan Salo

His life taken

Not yet a todler

Bringing tears to Mother and Father

So young, So small

He brought joy to all

Though I do not remember

I can almost emagine

The way he laughed

The way he cried

I only know his looks

From family picture books

When I feel alone

I pretend that he's still home

I wish I could know him better

But I was too young to now remember

No one will replace the brother I've lost

Not for any cost
He's in Heavon now

Watching me throught the clouds

As I read this poem

OUT LOUD ©

Although I have revised it a bit since, this was written when I was quite young. Sorry if it's not the most poetic.

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