A Brother's Face by Eleon

I wish I could see that face.
Smiling down on me every night.
And in the dark hour; before dawn.
To help drive away the dreams of dread.
And in the morn, have it smile again.
Joyful and ready to begin anew.
In good times and hard.
Joyful and sad.
That face will love always.
And never stop.
Never.

Text © Eleon