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Nov 2018
My sunflower he was.
Strong like a stalk.
Bright like the petals.
Radiating the vibrant energy he always held.
I would love to see you blossom just once more,
but instead I sit wishing for you to walk through that door.
I hate to see another year pass without you by my side,
But I know you are with me- you are my guide.

His sunflower I will be.
My sweet brother, please hold me tight, and remind me I can get through today
I will be strong & resilient because you wouldn’t accept it any other way.
I will lead a bright future for you to be proud of,
Because everything I resemble is your unwavering love.
I will radiate your energy- through each story & each photo I share
Because I will never forget, our bond was so rare.

My sunflower he was, his sunflower I will be.
After losing my brother in 2016, sunflowers became my memory of him. Yellow was his favorite color & sunflowers were his favorite. Please enjoy this poem as a reflection of the beautiful life my brother lived.
Written by
     ashton, --- and Fawn
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