My dad, my brother smiling upon me;
My brothers eyes happy, they were filled with childlike wonder
He should feel the waves lapping, splashing, and entrapping
Our boat to the water.
He could feel brave and stand, a half smirk on his face.
He toddled like the child he barely was.
He would've sung his favorite song just because he could,
But he never did he jumped in. I can look down into that blue
Unforgivable blue,
deep blue,
And a unforgotten blue.
His eyes. The lake. Mixing into one.
He surfaces, his eyes should've been bright.
He should've pulled me in laughing when
I should have given a sisterly jest, and jumped on his back.
I could've whined when he would sink me but he and I didn't.
We would hear the drip, drip, drip of the rain.
We would swim back to shore
and hear the dropping of the water from our clothes.
We would've laughed, and laughed, and laughed
at our dad's annoyed face because of our clothes.
He looked over at me with a heart-rending look.
He gave me a small smile to tell me its okay
The fish in the lake scattered with a slow trickle
Their black attire daunting and a reality of the truth.
Our tired bodies would lie there basking in the sun
I dreamt of happiness. Of his smile. I had never seen it so bright
He was my brother, my older brother and he was in my dreams.
He would've been my confidant.
He could've been my best friend.
He is my brother, even through it all
YOU ARE READING
From The Heart
PoetryDo you know the times when you want to say something, but can't? Or the times when you are sad and need someone to give you a hug? The times your worst enemy hugs your boyfriend? Or the times you are so angry you punch a locker and have to pay to ge...
