For My Brother
This is what reminds me of you.
Every time I see the green grass
I think of the gentle lush hills you roam.
I think of the blue sky that falls over the past
And feel the harsh winds you know from home.
Every time the raindrops fall,
I think of the time tears were shed.
I hardly shed any at all.
And now I’m the one with eyes that are red.
Every time I see the pattern plaid,
Every time I hear the bagpipes play,
Every time a raindrop lands,
Every time and every day.
Every time I look in the mirror,
I see, not my, but your reflection.
But that helps keep you near,
And I can feel your strong protection.
Everyone says we are so much the same,
And only now I realize this truth.
At times we are wild, and at times we are tame,
But always, everything will remind me of you.