I’ll Do My Best

I was only ten when you were taken

ripped away with no warning

there was no chance, no time

to get to know who you were

or to emulate your ways

.

you were my idol, my hero

everything I thought

I wanted to be was

wrapped up in you

.

without you, I’ve had to make do

and grow however I could

I had lost my pattern

so I did the best I could

.

well…here I am all grown up

often I wonder if I’m anything like you

either way, I hope I did you proud

and I hope I turned into someone

that you would like to know

I miss you, Big Brother

I’ll do my best for you

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About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on February 9, 2016, in Poetry, Uncategorized and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 71 Comments.

  1. Very touching. I’m sure you have done him proud.

  2. This is truly beautiful. It resonates very much with me. Thank you for putting these words together.

  3. Beautiful and timely, as I have recently been writing about my older brother who has also passed. Thank you for sharing this… 🙂

  4. He is proud -how could he not be!
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  5. John, a wonderful tribute to your brother.

  6. A wonderful poem..! I feel it very strongly, since I also have a brother… Your words are so touching, John! I pray that you are doing well and I bow down, in awe of your wonderful way with words. A thank you and hugs. 🙂 /SurvivedNarc.

  7. Heart wrenching poem John…

  8. This is touching. I am sure you have done him proud. Be strong.

  9. I like how comfortable you seem about who you are,’either way I hope I made you proud’ words from the heart always connect easily with the readers.

  10. I’m so sorry you lost your big brother, your poem is so sensitive and beautiful that I am sure you have done your big brother proud! I lost my little brother so I know how painful it is… Hugs.

  11. A beautiful tribute, and words so well-written, that I’m sure you made your brother proud.

  12. Heartfelt and sincere. An accomplishment of Love.

  13. Poignant and sweet. We never quite get over the loss of those taken from us too soon.

  14. Lovely piece.. I wish I had an elder brother too. I am sure wherever he is,he is happy seeing who you are. 🙂 God Bless!

  15. I read, the feeling you evoke is quite familiar to me. I was also left with myself. Here you were “forced” into being yourself, and I think that’s exactly what your brother would want.

    • Thank you, Alan! 🙂 There was some of that and being forced into being myself but I suppose the question that remains is how I would have turned out if I had had him in my life to influence me all those years. Those are impossible questions to answer but we humans have a bad habit of asking what if.

  16. This is beautiful, I adore your writing! And sincerest condolences for the loss of your brother. *hugs*

  17. Nice and wonderful

  18. silviadeangelis40d

    Molto gradita la lettura dei tuoi versi,un saluto,silvia

  19. If nothing else, this alone will make his chest swell at his little brother! What a heartfelt write!

  20. Oh my, this really pulled out the tears. For all those who lost siblings way too early, you capture perfectly how the relationship continues even when it’s gone. Thanks so much for this.

  21. So beautiful. He must be proud. You may have gone off pattern a few times, but you definitely found your way to his pride stores!

  22. meekhandbooknaomi

    A clever mix of words, and they portray just the right intention.

  23. I like how you brought out that losing someone when you are still a child is not so much of a loss of what you have in the relationship as it is a loss of the relationship you might have a had and a loss in what you may have become.

    • Thank you, Yolanda! 🙂 There was the loss of a hero and someone who would have had a major impact who who I turned out to be. That may be the hardest part of losing someone at an early age.

  24. I cannot make your like button work. I get a white popup box. Do you know anything about that?

    • That does seem strange, Ron. I’ll check that out and I might have to contact WordPress. Thank you for the heads up!

      • I finally got things to work after about a dozen attempts to get WP to change my password. I was stuck in a loop for days. I hope it this sticks this time. Thanks for the comment. 🙂

        • WordPress is funny sometimes with their changes and the issues that can come up. I’ve had a couple of recurring issues and they come in bunches unfortunately. I’m glad they got things ironed out for you.

  25. I have tears in my eyes as I write you. Thx you for this lovely piece.

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