I once knew a boy.
He had stunning blue eyes
that sparkled like the ocean.
He had curly brown locks
like his mother.
He was loved by everyone
who laid eyes on him.
We all made room
for him in out hearts
When we all heard of
his existence.
There never passed a day
when he never made us happy.
On his first day
of primary school
He made his father cry
for the first time
When he let go of
his hand.
The young man smile
Oh so bright on his prom night
And replaced his father\'s hand
with a girl\'s instead.
Only years later he knelt on one knee
and held out a diamond ring.
So we all watch him stand
at the end of the isle.
I had imagined this whole life for him.
Then the phone call came.
And all of a sudden he slipped away
As my mother cried in agony
While my father tried not to.
Dead at three weeks young,
barely in existence.
Still in my mother\'s stomach
yet causing so much pain.
He would never hold
his father\'s hand.
He would never
his first steps.
He would never
fall in love.
He would never
grow old.
I would never see my brother.