Siblings

I sit across the dinner table from my older brother who is now a senior

blue eyes, brown hair, just like me

I think about what it will be like when he leaves home for college

to start a new life, and leave me behind

Nobody will be around to drive me places

or to give me help on my homework

In the mornings, I will bike to school all alone

and I will walk up the crowded hallway with nobody by my side

And when I come home, there won't be anyone there to welcome me

instead, there will be an empty house until my parents come home from work

My brother and I aren't like most siblings because we never fight with each other

and as we have gotten older, we have also grown closer

I don't know what I'm going to do when he leaves

because I have never experienced living without him before

He will never know how thankful I am

to have to most amazing brother in the world

He will never know how sad I am

that instead of growing closer as we get older, we will now grow apart

He will never know how much I will miss him when he leaves

So I hope he can read this poem and try to understand that I will miss him so much more

that the "I'll miss you!" I will say to him right before he gets on a plane for college

I will miss him so much more than this poem says I will

I will miss his laugh, I will miss his smile

and I will miss seeing him across the dinner table

with his blue eyes, brown hair, just like me.

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