
Loss of Sibling
Please don’t tilt your head
Please don’t tilt your headand ask us if we’re okay. His heart has stopped beating.His body is starting to decay.No words can make that easier.

Please don’t tilt your headand ask us if we’re okay. His heart has stopped beating.His body is starting to decay.No words can make that easier.

Each day I look. Look beyond the clouds, the horizon and into the invisible space between today and tomorrow. But, even though I squint and

Not a father through blood, but through requirement and devotion. No heartstrings were tugged, but you meant more. Always there, quietly caring, more than anyone