it’s kinda weird
to think
that you’ll be gone this time next
year,
off to college.
there will be a vacant space
at
our dinner table
but
I think I’ll miss you,
even though
sometimes,
you make me angry
you’re a great big brother
and i will miss your brown hair
and
brown eyes
and the way you
swaggily
walk.
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