Letting Go

Poem by: Shannon Billeter

You’re still here in my heart and mind,

still making me laugh because your stories live on. 

I hold you in a thought and I can feel you. 

I feel you and this gives me strength and courage. 

The tears I have cried for you could flood the earth,

and I know you have wiped each one away.

For you Brother, I promise you this,

I will go on with my life and make you proud. 

I will always hold you in my heart. 

I promise you I will be missing you every day till the end of time,

but this is not my end and I can’t hold my head underwater.

I need to breathe. 

I need to love and miss you,

but I also need to live because through me you will live,

you will still laugh and love,

you will still sing and dance,

you will still hug and kiss.

You will forever be in our lives,

you will forever be a brother,

a son,

an uncle

and friend.

I am going to miss your shining face

I think of you and wonder why? 

I might cry or smile,

but at the end of the day,

I am one day closer to you…

Poem by: Shannon Billeter
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