I’d Follow Him Anywhere

Even though my mind knows it was but a dream.

A wishful tiny speck of my heart hoped it was as it seemed.

It came the night my brother died, my heart was badly broken.

The dream was like a lifeline, a gift from God, a tiny little token.

As a child wherever my big brother went I was close behind.

He acted like he was angry but I know he really didn’t mind.

It was like a special game we played, he’d go off on his own.

And pretty soon I’d show up, like a puppy finding a bone.

So when my brother left that night on adventure all alone.

I had to follow close behind, its something he had known.

The only difference that time was, he was fully grown.

And I was still that little girl that didn’t want to be alone.

My little legs could hardly keep up with his lengthy strides.

And I was practically running through those billowing tides.

I knew we were in heaven because there were clouds all around.

I knew I was walking on diverse path, and not on solid ground.

I had no idea where he was leading me and I really didn’t care.

For I was following my brother and I’d follow him anywhere.

But when this large Golden Gate opened for him to go inside.

That Gate closed on me instantly and really hurt my pride.

My little head fit through the Gate so that I could see.

My brother walking forward and not looking back for me.

He came upon two people that seemed to be waiting there.

It was my sister and Mother both kneeling down in prayer.

As my brother walked closer, they stood with opened arms.

That’s when I suddenly realized and I began to feel alarms.

He hugged my Mother tightly and swung my sister in the air.

Oh, how can this be happening, none of this seems fair.

I cried with all my heart, “Come back Gary you’re all I’ve got.”

Suddenly each one turned & smiled but my pleas were all for naught.

My brother winked and smiled slowly with the half grin that he had.

That grin told me I could not follow which made me extremely sad.

I don’t know how long I stood there, as I watched loved ones walk away.

But somewhere deep inside me, I knew, I’d see them all again someday.

Love and hugs,

Bonnie