Posted by
Emma Ismail
In:
"Our Fallen Brother"
As I touched him close, I began to cry
Wondering and hoping our brother would never die
I could feel the whites of his heart,
The wind whisked through as we saw the light
He cried no more as we fell to the ground
His one single tear, would never be found
Cry not my baby brother, God will take you home
The Angels in Heaven will not be alone
You're safe and well as a child to his mother
You will always be remembered as OUR FALLEN BROTHER