Baby Brother

Why do you lie there,
So dead and so cold?
You were like my teddy bear,
That never grew old.
You are my brother,
Til the end of space and time,
You may have came from mother,
But you are and always will be mine.

Sylvan cemetery is where you rest,
With no life to call your own,
Mom tried her very best,
To keep you from being dead and alone.
Now I cry each and every night,
I wonder what our family did wrong,
We all didn't want to lose you to the heaven's lights,
But we can't change the fact that you are gone.
~Jessica L. Cook
Dedicated to my baby brother, may he rest in peace