At times you cried, and I held you
At times you laughed, and I laughed with you
At times we fought, and I fought with you
When you were little, I held you
When you were bigger, I helped you
When you were older, I played with you
When you were grown, I missed you
This time your gone, and I could not go with you
This time you left, and I cried for you
This time when I think, it will be of you
Next time when you cry, God will hold you
Next time you laugh, God will laugh with you
Next time you smile, God will smile at you
Now you are gone, and I will miss you
Now you are with God, and we both love you
By Connie Hopkins
This is dedicated to my baby brother June 22, 1963-April 4, 2002