Brother

Off and on I still look to see you,
Yet my memory kicks and I want to spew.
I still wish you were here,
To make me stronger than my fear.
Sometimes I can still feel you near.

When I’m down and out I just wanna cry out,
To let everyone know what we were about.
Yet no one wants to hear it,
And I want to spit.

When you were here,
You’d lend an ear.
And you’d open up to me,
Never asking for a fee.

You know, even though you’re gone,
My love for you is still just as strong.

I miss you,
I love you,
And yet one day,
I will see you again.


By Jason Howe

In Loving Memory of My Brother David,
Gone but never forgotten!