Dear Brother,

(( I was bored, thought I would try a poem without rhymes. I think I failed, oh well, it was fun writing it. M&F Death, funerals, sadness. None. Talking about a little girl in a hospital, thats all I'm going to dish out.




Dear brother, it's cold today,
Everybody says that you ran away.
I don't believe them, but whatever,
I hear your doing good in New York.
I heard from a little birdie you miss me,
Is it true? Aww, don't be shy, I love you too!





Another Day, and it's getting worse,
Darn, I was hoping to see your smile.
The nurses put on a fake smile,
Theirs is nothing like yours
Warm....True.....
The flowers you sent, I'm still waiting,
Mom believes you didn't send them,
I know better, I know you did.
Darn the tears, they seem to drown me,
Mother says it'll be okay,
Why would she say that?
I know the truth, she doesn't have to lie.




Spreading, It's spread a little more I think,
Each day I seem to lose a little more of me.
Isn't that sad? But don't worry,
Why don't you keep wishing on stars?
I hear their lovely in New York.
Mommy said she won't be able to make it,
Make it to your funeral, what does that mean?
Are you having a party, thats good.
You always were the one to love,
That kind of stuff...





Sorry, I'm sorry we're sorry,
Why is everyone sorry?
Did they put this in me?
Did they kill me?.......
Darn, it hurts again, why so?
Are you playing your piano?
I hear your doing better up there,
Is New York up from me?
I guess so, I lost my map though..
How will I get home, how will I know,
Know where heaven is?
Maybe they'll send an angel,
To show me the path.


Time, they say we need more,
I wonder brother, do you need more?
I can give you some, if you want me to?
You got over this sickness, didn't you?
I guess I'm just not that strong, darn.
Oh, it's my birthday today, cake.
I can't eat it, but they say I can look.
Whats so good about cake if you can't eat it?
I'll send it to you, okay?
Yeah, you always did love that kind of stuff.



Death, such a funny word,
Their all dressed in black tonight.
I guess they know, my time is up.
I tried to send you some, did you get it?
The stars are pretty, I hope they have some,
Some where I'm going.
Don't cry for me, okay brother?
I'll be fine, oh, one more thing before,
Before I die...
I love y.......