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BIG BROTHER, a poem by Lauren E. Nelson, USA
Brothers Poems & Family Poetry
Lauren E. Nelson, USA
BIG BROTHER
I am sitting in my room nowLooking at the golden frameRemembering the simple daysWhen life was just a gameWhen he hadn’t gone awayTo save us all from terrorWhen he hadn’t made mom cryAnd made our family barerHe taught me how to ride on skisHe was there for all my firstsHe never seemed to yell at meExcept when I first cursedThey tell me that it’s time nowFor us to go and seeThe body of a great manWho meant so much to meMy legs don’t seem to move at allI can’t believe I’m hereAs I see the wooden casketMy eyes burst with tears
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