A fellow author is compiling poetry from authors on her WordPress site. The topic is letting go. I sat down and wrote this poem about my brother. As tears fell from my eyes, I felt sad and happy at the same time. Sad that I will never see him again, and happy that I can share my love with others.
Can I ever let go?
Can I ever let go of your touch?
At night, I dream of your fingers.
I can’t believe I miss you so much.
Your strokes through my hair still linger.
Can I ever let go of your eyes?
With great pride, you watched me grow.
I dearly pray for one last surprise.
You to return to me, I know.
I know my prayers won’t be answered.
My wishes never come true.
But I still have hopes to be answered.
And one day to see you too.
Can I ever let go of your humor?
Your wit and jokes had lightened my days.
I know this is much more than a rumor
That I’ll never have you brighten my days.
Days keep on passing.
But life must go on.
My heart is fasting
Each day it beats on.
Can I ever let go of you?
To my dearest, older brother,
My answer is a ‘no’ to you.
You weren’t only my brother.
You helped my mother to raise me.
You provided light for her blind eyes.
You’ll always be the best of me.
Until the day, I close my own eyes.
SUSANNE LEIST 
A lovely tribute
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Thank you
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Oh, so very sorry…..
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I’m sorry for making you feel sad. That is the reason I usually keep my grief inside. But I wanted to write a poem for him that can be compiled with others. Misery loves company, so they say.
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This is a very sweet tribute. I am sorry for your loss.
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Thank you. It’s still hard for me to write about. Even after twenty-five years. I have to let the sadness go somehow.
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I can only try to imagine how hard that is.
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I’m happy to hear that you never went through this pain. I can’t imagine what my parents had felt losing a son.
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The closest I have come is losing my dad when he was 60. There’ve been so many times since I wish I could share stuff with him, ask his advice,hear his stories. Losing a loved one is never easy. A loss like yours is especially difficult.
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Thank you for sharing your story. We realize too late that we never shared our thoughts with them. I never even told him I loved him. He knew. I know he did.
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I’m sure he did. Probably more certain than if you told him every day.
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Thank you. I’m sure he did. He was my hero.
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