My Brother
Life was too hard and you did not understand,
That life’s struggle is what makes you a man.
You drifted into a world I knew nothing about…
A world filled with drugs and alcohol and you couldn’t stop.
But I remember the little boy I knew.
The little boy to whom I would say, “Bubba I love you too.”
I was the first to you when you where hit on your bike.
I even stole you away in the middle of the night;
You did not want to hang with me because I wasn’t cool.
I wonder if you would still feel this way if you only knew
I wanted so bad to be close to you but there was no room.
Drugs and Alcohol consumed you and no one could get through to you.
Oh Lord, how we tried!
Oh, how my heart broke when I got the call you had died.
Me so far away from home I was told about your service over the phone.
I blamed myself for so many years;
Maybe if I had talked harder I could have made you hear.
But it was your choice to do the drugs… it was out of my hands.
I wonder what kind of man you would have been like today
If you had not died in that way.
What makes a person take his own life?
Did you really know what you were doing that night?
I never got a chance to tell you goodbye
Or how much I loved you no matter what.
One thing that will never change,
You were my brother to the very end.
So here is the Goodbye I have been needing to say…
I love and miss you Bubbie,
I know I will see you again someday.
Written By Shirley Goodwin
Alcohol Abuse & Addiction Support
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