When I was very small

only four years old

My mother had a baby

who was good as gold

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His cheeks were round and rosy

his eyes were sparkling blue

I loved to sit and watch him

as he grew and grew

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Time was passing quickly

his legs were growing strong

"I'm sure that he'll be walking

before too very long."

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I can still remember

on the cold winter days,

he'd throw his toys, in the fire

to see the great big blaze

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He thought that he was something

standing there straight and tall

but give him a few minutes

and he would surely fall

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With his playpen stored in the attic

where his walker is folded up

"My brother has finally done it,

now he's all grown up."

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A bundle of joy, he was back then

but now he's not a baby,

his teenage years had just begun

when everything went crazy

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My temper had gotten the best of me

on a hot summer's day.

When I broke a chair over his arm

this time it was not play

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And that is when my heart was broken

when all that I could see

were two sparkling blue eyes

staring sadly up at me

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I said that I was sorry

but he will never know

just how much I really meant it

and how I felt so low

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How could I have hurt him,

when he was there for me

in my times of terror

when noone else could see

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He tried to be my hero

and instead became my friend

always by my side,

through thick and thin

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Since then I have married

and he's away at school

I miss our times together

when curfews were a rule

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So my guardian angel

with eyes of sparkling blue

I know that you've watched over me

cause a brother's love is true

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But as this time flows past us

I recall my memories of you,

this bond we have is forever

"Dear brother with eyes of blue."