My Brother


1. My Brother

We used to run and laugh and play
But that was long before
The letter that came that dreadful day
My brother, dead in the war.
You fought with bravery in the fight
And saved many a friend.
You always did what you knew was right
But that didn’t help in the end.
There’s no one at the end of the phone
My childhood dead and gone.
And all that’s left is me feeling alone
Singing his funeral song.
I only wish that I could save,
My brother, too young for his grave.

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