
I thought I was tough,
but that was before you
entered my life.
I thought I couldn't cry,
but that was before you died.
Now I know I ain't so tough,
and I can cry with the best
of them.
I guess it takes losing someone
you love to be able to cry.
About my baby brother. He was exactly one week old. In two months he'll have turned a year...it seems soo long ago...yet other times, I remember that week as if it were yesterday and all the pain, the trips back and forth to the hospital.
oh that's so sad :[. i'm sorry about your baby brother.. this is an excellent poem though.
I am guessing you also wrote this about your baby brother. How old was he?
Maddie J-3
(Very nice piece)