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Little Brother Part I

Author: k.o.malley
ASL Info:    28/female/seattle
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please read father of mine as well I wrote these two poems at the same time, shortly after finding out of my youngest brothers sucide. Which was two months after his death. i think they willl mean more to the reader if you read them both.

Little Brother Part I

Michael sixteen years younger leaves you about twelve years old.
So much stronger, bolder, defiantly braver then most, braver then I could ever be.
I know that is the truth as true as I am able to be with the youngest of my siblings.
I should of told you years ago, I could of taken the time to tell the story the way a boy should be told, before he gets too old to understand,
It’s the story of where you come from, the love, the blood, the name, the home, the men, the women, the town, the country, the idea, the creation.
God delivered the untainted youth of a child to the struggling aged, angered by the inevitability of tomorrow’s presence.
He gave to us the gift of a second chance.
Looking into one another’s eyes to see love, light, and renewed life, brought understanding of the days past as well as delight in seeing tomoows sunrise.
We had spent our past time defending our rights to fight, what should have tasted sweet left bitterness lingering on the lips of proud faces with false smiles to frightened to react truthfully.
Ashamed of the history we wrote before knowing how to read. With nothing left to covet but our misery and a wish for things to have turned out differently.
This is when God sent a messenger to give us the guide we needed, to get back on the path to happiness within our family.
You guided us through the growing pains or our maturity, then onto forgiveness. Along the way you showed us with your wide bright eyes a new perspective on our lives. You shared your love because you had plenty to spare, you lit the way through the darkest of nights with sweet dreams of our next meeting.
You gave to me especially the ability to find the father in our dad that I need. I believe this is your legacy, guiding our family to rewriting our history on the branches of a beautiful blooming tree with renewed roots planted firmly in the ground you guided each one of us to, ever so lovingly.

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  One should always try and focus on what was written and be objective. Therefore I do not agree with what is said below.

This reads like a diary entry or a letter. Something in that line. There are a few typos. But no biggie.

You manage to capture real emotion in this piece. This is a beautifullegacy to your brothers memory.

| Posted on 2005-07-19 00:00:00 | by K | [ Reply to This ]
  I read both of your Father poems then this, and Im not surprised no one has left a comment here - its a very touching and personal subject for you, with alot of powerful emotion that makes the work near impossible to critique. This, I think is my favourite (although the others are just as deep and powerful) - the love and bittersweet tone you write about your brother with is genuinely beautiful to read. Theres nothing else I can really say except thankyou for sharing this personal and intense part of your life with us.
| Posted on 2005-06-14 00:00:00 | by Von Django | [ Reply to This ]

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