You make my day so bright my little boy...
The suffering you go through...
I don't want to hate you,
I don't want to be mad...
I remember the first time I held you in my arms.
I was 7 years old and you were my first baby...
I thought that I had known what meant to be hurt.
But nothing hurts more than your hero...
My little bro I don't see that much ,
he's younger but so much bigger than me...
Through the eyes of a senior
the knowledge they will share...
The voice of reason
rings in my head...
Laugh and joy every day
I wish I just could say...
There once was a little girl who was always so...
Then one day she turned mad, and sad...
O, Little Brother
how many mistakes you make...
Dear Larry,
I spoke to you today on the phone...
Seeing her face for the first time in a long time.
it was like the first day of summer break...