The loss of my lil brother

The day you were born i couldnt stop holding you, i knew you were my lil brother and we would always be together...
as time went by you would always laugh, until you got very sick and the doctors said you werent gonna last...
but i knew deep down inside you were strong and that you would get by, but as time moved on very slowly and tears filled up in everyones eyes, i could tell that you were ready to die...
but you werent gonna be alone, you were going to our fathers home, where yiu can laugh and play and would never feel the pain...
but i ran away, feeling alone, feeling like home wasnt home without you by my side...
but i knew it wasnt right, becasue you were looking dowm with pride, so when i go please wait for me at the gates so i can hold you again and let you know how i love you, brother, and i will NEVER let go...

In loving memory of my Brother Jose Rios, May he rest in peace,
January 1, 1988