My Hero...My brother.
In times of need, never judging, always there.
My Brother, could, would, always make things right.
Never made much thrill , about the task at
hand...he just did it.
Who lifted me, when I was down.
Who brought the laughter, along with pain.
Who had the answers, to my questions.
Who by example, did walk the path of right.
Brother, in all my years...in all my life, never have
I met another...like my loving brother.
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