lil brother
he had blond hair, brown eyesshort but that was no suprise
outside is where he liked to stay
that is where he is to this day
he and his brother were buddies, pals
but when it happened she wrapped him in towels
"it's my fault" his brother said
as he placed his head in his hands
he always wanted to fly
it finely happened... he was lifted into the sky
when we arrived t othe hospital
the doctor told us it was fatal
they could do no more
and to think he was not yet four.
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