You are your brother’s eyes and your family’s laughter.
You are laughter over music at a rock concert.
You are summer walking to Big Lots to get supplies.
You are the picture in my bedroom.
You are your brother’s seer and your family’s joy.
I feel happy.
I touch my necklace that you gave to me.
I worry that you soon won’t be with us anymore.
I am the quietness that is in the night.