Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Big Brother

my brother Mike (who isn't bigger than me at all)
is my saving grace, my knight in shining armour
how else would I have made it through those years
pushed down stairs and ridiculed for movement
he was the one who combed my hair and told me
all was well, even when it wasn't, a strength today
he's the one who taught me how to run fast
my reason for feeling pretty on most days
and who helped me hold on to a dream
of walking down the runway and eventually learning
it wasn't for me anyhow, I've not the heart
for all those folks who'd want me skin on bone
a dream I had that helped me learn to walk tall
sit tall and wear whatever the heck I want
doc martins are by far my favorite
black is now my bestest friend
though it's too late to look thinner
hiding in the corner a little girl sits and waits
wonders why this lady has been so mean
she must have had an awful life to be so hateful
I've grown strong because of her
Mike cried the day I told him I wouldn't have
survived if not for him, he was in the same pain
for different reasons - although watching didn't help
I had lunch with him today, my big brother
We've grown up hard and learned to love
for everyone is suffering something
isn't that what the emails say - be kind to all
you never know what bridge a person had to cross
this morning

1 comment:

ESfishdoc said...

I recently described feeling "intimidated" by Mike when I saw him some 40 years ago as he watched me with you. I realize now what it was that I felt from him and respect him greatly. I remember a beautiful girl full of life and grace and through this time that has passed I know now I could feel what was then but like you, I too was a child and powerless.