He's Gone

 
I gaze into my brother's empty room.
He's gone.  He's gone and left me here to cry.
Tonight, Despair and Grief foretell great doom,
So, at this time, I care not if I die.
 
To think, those joys we shared will be no more
Than memories that only we shall know.
The wrench of sorrow twists my heart and core,
But I shall smile and never let it show.
 
If only I could time reverse , those years
Of youthful cares and childish play, 
Without responsibilities or fears,
Could be relived, and I would make you stay;
 
But I cannot.  Alas!  You've gone for good,
Best Friend, to college now just as you should.
This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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