His eyes still shine
His smile is still big
His cuddles are soft like clouds
But he has to dig
Dig to see the sun once more
To see the clouds
Shape and reform
To see the beetles
Among the tulips and dirty floor
To see the house
Where he once lived
Far away
From his burial place
To climb the trees
He could of swung
From river and sea
To churches and nuns
But the sun
Does not shine
On this boy of 1
For he is long gone
6ft from stars
6ft from the living
And 6ft from the memories
That still live on
Author notes
This is a poem i wrote for my older brother Daniel who would of been 17 on 27-02-09
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