Gone

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Brother Death Poem

A girl mourns the death of her big brother.

Gone

© Christina A. Covarrubia
Day by day I think of you,
How can all of this be true?
I can’t believe you’re really gone,
I still can’t accept it,
Even after so long.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I never even got the chance to say goodbye.
Every picture, every letter,
I don’t know if it will ever get better.
I always smell your familiar scent,
It makes me think of all of the times we’ve spent.
I know we didn’t always get along,
And every time we talked, it would always go wrong.
So many things I never got to say,
I never imagined you’d ever be so far away.
You were my brother,
And I loved you like no other.
In my heart you’ll always be,
You’ll be my guide and help me see.
I’ll never forget your soothing voice,
I would take your place if I had a choice.
But now I have to let you rest,
Although without you my world’s a mess.
I miss you with all of my heart,
I wish we never had to part.
I know you’re always by my side,
So now I guess this is my goodbye…

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About gypsimoone

I am a writer, mother, daughter, sister, and among many other things a friend! I have lived through the deaths of my mother and brother along with many other friends and loved ones and hope that my experiences and lessons learned can help others as many helped me. Thru this blog I will tell my story and allow others into my once highly guarded universe so that they can hopefully gain strength to carry on and share their own stories so they in turn can enlighten others and pay it forward...just a tiny bit of kindness can go a very long way!

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