Do you look down at me in the night
Do you see my candle burning so big and so bright
The candle I burn that reminds me of you
The candle I hope that you would burn too.
Not a day goes by where I don't think of you
hoping that you'd come back so the days won't be blue.
I feel no one understands me, apart from you.
I go to your grave expecting a response
to the pointless questions I can't get across.
Though sometimes In my mind I forget that you're dead
but I'll make sure you keep living in my head
I love you so much it makes me so sad
that I can't hear you say it back - the one thing that would make me glad.
You probably think I'm silly when we didn't even know each other
But to me you'll always be my brother.
My name is also sarah honey and I also lost my brother. Thank you for this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
compact......heartfelt.....lovely composition.....10+