|SPC Anthony "Tony" W.|
He would take my spot standing in the corner when I got punished so I could use the restroom.
When I was pregnant with my first child he would turn the bass up on his car stereo because he knew that was the only way he could feel my son kick. That smile every time he felt him move could melt the ice from any heart.
Every year my friends and I would go on a road trip the day after prom and I couldn’t go without him.
When I hit a deer late at night, he left work to help me out.
He let me in on a prank against his friends’ will because he knew I would be freaked out.
He tried to teach me how to drive a stick-shift even though I was older.
I would play cars with him to pay back the favor of me forcing him to play Barbie’s with me.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Cause I know he is always with me…
For he is my brother.
Thirty-One Loves of October: Day 23:
Ouija Boards... *shutters*
Those things freak out. I used one once with a group of friends because I was such a sceptic... yeah, it was so dead on about someone that only I knew in my group (my grandma) that I will never touch one ever again!
Have a great Wednesday!
That poem never fails to send a shiver up my spine. Such simple words, but so powerful.ReplyDelete
I loved reading your memories of your brother - definitely an amazing hero! <3
Thanks for participating, Dani. Your brother seemed to be a source of companionship and strength from his earliest days. As my mother used to say, 'The good die young.'
Really like the sentiment conveyed in that poem.
definitely hero. i've always wanted a brother. understandable, since i ave two younger sisters.ReplyDelete
What a lovely tribute, it brought tears to my eyes.ReplyDelete
Your brother fits this fest to a T. Beautiful tribute, the picture of the two of you as kids touched me most.ReplyDelete
This brings tears to my eyes. It's a very touching tribute. Beautiful.ReplyDelete
I'm here thanks to JL's blogfest.
Nice to meet you.
Tony was such an amazing guy. I'm honored to have known him, and to be close to his wonderful sister. ;)ReplyDelete
Beautiful post. You have been so lucky to have this wonderful guy in your life and I'm so sorry for your loss.ReplyDelete
Such a heartfelt tribute to a brave soldier, your brother. The poem fits perfectly. You'll never forget him. Thanks for this post.ReplyDelete