The pain never goes away How can it when you were one so dear It has been decades, still I think of you daily, still wish you near I still hear your voice, even though it's sound is diminished in its tenor I still feel your hands upon mine soft as ever
You came to me three nights after you left In a dream it was, I'll never forget There was I sitting in a chair, people surrounding me, but none knew I was there I stood to speak to those with whom were in the room None could see me, none heard my words Then you appeared, healthy and full of life You spoke to me as though in life You told me to not fear and that all would be well You were happy now, no longer ill. You told me then to wake and no longer be sad You said one day we'd see each other One day again
You haven't come to me since that dream I wonder why it is I miss you so much brother dear I have so much to tell I love you still and my heart still hurts Though the scars hide it well
I lost my oldest brother to lung cancer 16 years ago. I didn't mourn him until 5 years ago. This is the first I've ever wrote of him. He's been on my mind a lot more lately. I guess it was time. I love you Gordon. May the angels and God still keep you.