My little brother <br />sat at the dinner table, <br />like every year after the other, <br />and wasn't able, <br />to say what he's thankful for. <br /> <br />Me as his sister, <br />listened to my mom yell, <br />'Listen here mister, <br />you better listen well! <br />There has to be something your thankful for! ' <br /> <br />'Mom, shut up, ' <br />he cried, <br />and took a drink of his seven-up, <br />'You know i've tried and tried, <br />but afterlosing my girlfriend to death, <br />caused by some idiot using meth, <br />I will never be thankful again! ' <br /> <br />I held my little brother in my arm, <br />and held him tight with all my love, <br />telling him that 'she is in no harm. <br />For, the Lord has taken her to his home above, <br />and she is wating for you day after day, <br />and hoping you will stop thinking this way.' <br /> <br />'Brooke you're wrong, <br />the feelings I had for her were super strong, <br />we were going to do things, <br />going to be things, <br />but now it's all gone! ' <br /> <br />He ran up to his bed, <br />and hit his head, <br />until it bled, <br />and now... <br />he's gone too... <br />I miss him so... <br />and have a long way to go... <br />til I will see him again... <br /> <br />Our Last Thanksgiving With My Brother...<br /><br />Brooke Audino<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-last-thanksgiving-with-my-little-brother/
