Farewell to you from me.

Disclaimer: I never use names for my writing but this one's for you Pou. Always here.

You whispered your farewell through an unexpected phone call. A virtuous man in so many ways. The ink of my pen and the lines of my blank are not enough to tell all that you were and all that you will always be. I will give what is left. From long ago I have admired your spirit. Let me share my unspoken, unwritten, and untold words. From as far back as my memory can go, this is my token of love for you. When I was 1 you carried me, that is how I knew life. When I was 2 you held my hand, that is how I knew love. When I was 3 you laughed at me, that is how I knew humor. When I was 4 you tied my shoes, that is how I knew safety. When I was 5 you bought me shoes, that is how I knew balance. When I was 6 you introduced me to music, that is how I knew rhythm. When I was 7 you watched me ride a bike, that is how I learned support. When I was 8 you drove me around, that is how I learned security. When I was 9 I realized how often you weren't around, that is how I learned passion. When I was 10 I thought there was nothing left to learn. When I was 11 you got married, that is how I learned independent. When I was 12 you had your first born and, to me your circle of life was complete. When I was 13 your daughter became my first born, that is how I learned to nurture. When I was 14 I left to say your final goodbye to grandpa, that is how I learned heartache. When I was 15 I realized your sister was my best friend not you, that is how I learned custom. When I was 16 you gave me the greatest gift, that is how I learned genuine. When I was 17 the sparkle of your eye became an angel, that is how I learned faith. When I was 18 I became familiar with the term "keep on truck'n", that is how I learned endurance. When I was 19 it was my turn to drive you around, that is how I learned exchange. When I was 20 I realized that I had known you for half of your lifetime, that is how I learned appreciation. When I was 21 you celebrated with me that is how I learned joy. When I was 22 I realized that you were close to perfect that is how i learned stamina. Now that I am 23 you have left me, that is how I learned reality. Similar to your spirit I write with a smile because that is what you will be most remembered for. My guiding light, thank you for you sharing a lifetime of love. You always did look nice in white. Simply put for my simply the best brother and best friend a sister could ask for.