Little Brother

Dear Little Brother,

I miss you from your little toes to your head that is slightly too big for your body.

I miss you more than I've ever missed anyone before.

I miss you and the way you will always hold my heart in the palm of your very tiny hand.

I miss you and the memories we did not have enough time to make.

I miss you even though I can't really miss you I can only wish to have watched you grow.

I have missed you for fourteen years.

You were ripped out of my messy little hands far too soon.

I will forever miss you with every single piece of my heart.

Love always,

your big sister.                                                                                                                   

This poem is about: 
My family
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