LUKE

I felt
my little brother tonight.

I saw his smiling face.

It was years ago,
I was young,
didn’t really know
what was happening.

I couldn’t let go,
wouldn’t believe
it was so,
that he was gone.

Surviving
but not seen,
we communicate
in my dreams,
share a bond
that can’t be broken.

He taught me something important
when I was very young,
all people die,
the end will always come.

But memories live forever,
you can’t erase the heart,
once you are united
even death can’t tear you apart.

I’ve written so many poems
over the years,
all of them wishing
he was here

with me so I could
see his face,

take him to
a special place,

but I know
he’s already there.

Morganpoet