An empty cot, a vacant pram a lonely basket that’s too light to understand.
An unsucked dummy, a deflated tummy, two heartbroken people called your daddy and mummy.
With Christmas so near there was one thing I’d fear and that was not having my little brother here.
Unworn clothes and unused nappies, even though you’re not with us, you looked so happy.
A beautiful face in a beautiful place, what a wonderful life just gone to waste.
Hearts full of despair unable to repair, we know you’ll be well looked after up there.
The wishes were wished, your unopened eyes I tenderly kissed, unable to see through this foggy mist.
It feels like you’re being replaced but put in the right place it’s courage I’ve asked for but never embraced.
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L.R.Grimes (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Rest in brother. 20/11/07
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Heartbreakingly beautiful....... a lovely tribute........
Thank you very much x
WELCOME LAUREN 97 ~ Thanks for your first POEM ~ Beautifully written but a sad story ! I lost a Brother at 4 months when I was SIX ~ I had a Sister (3) but I longed for a BROTHER but he was taken (convulsion) I can empathise with every line of your Poem ~ and because he died in innocence ~ I know one day I shall see PETER again in GLORY ~ AMEN ~ Yours BRIAN Peter died ~ 10 April 1990
Thank you very much, so sorry for your loss x
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