Closing my eyes I visualize the way you use to be
I wish life could be simple
where no one had to lose a loved one
that way I could be the baby sister you imagined me to be
why can't the world be different
without pain or heartbreak
without misery or shame
I was shattered the first three years without you
my whole world use to revole around you
my beloved older brother
a life beyond here is where you are
thirteen years you were my angel
the person I idolized & now you're only a memory
while the years keep passing
you remain only eighteen
RITCHARD MITHCEL BARRETT-WHITE
JANUARY 25, 1978 To NOVEMBER 15, 1996
Ron