Wednesday, August 5

Looking Back



You used to irritate me, drive me absolutely out of my mind
With jealousy
With anger
With claustrophobia.

You used to tease me all the time, just to see me frown
With frustration
With irritation
With impatience.

Now those things don't matter so much.

Now you amaze me, when I watch you as you father
With patience
With kindness
With humor.

Now you make me laugh, just to see me smile
With joy
With safety
With love.

Those things matter so much.

Happy Birthday, my brother, my friend.