To My Brother Poem by Natasa To

I still remember your gentle smile,

The way you teased, the way you'd stay awhile.

Though war called you far from home,

My heart still follows where you roam.



In dreams, I hear your steady voice,

You never wavered, you made your choice.

Yet I would trade the world today

To bring you back, to let you stay.



The empty chair, the folded flag,

The silence heavy, memories drag.

But love, dear brother, does not decay—

You live in me, in every day.