Addiction Poem about Family

My Brother

A sister lets her brother know he remains her hero though he has made some bad choices.

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Don't worry, you will see him one day. May god bless you, and don't forget wherever your brother is he still loves you. After all, you are his sister.

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My Hero

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Published by Family Friend Poems August 2006 with permission of the Author.

You're more than just a brother to me,
You are my hero, but you might not see.
I care about you more than you could know,
But sometimes I get mad at you and it just doesn't show.

You found someone you loved, and she loves you back,
It was true love, it's as simple as that.
You were with her every chance you could,
I missed hanging out with you, but you never understood.

You hung out with the crowd and got hooked on drugs,
You started to forget about the things that you loved.
Baseball and sports were what you would do,
But alcohol and drugs were what you would choose.

You changed your life around, grew up and moved away,
But you are my hero and that will never change.

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  • Kayleigh by Kayleigh, NY
  • 9 years ago

This really hit home with me. My brother is an addict and when we were younger we were best friends, he was my hero. I don't see him much any more, and when I do he is gray. Despite his addiction, he'll always be my hero.

  • Shayahas by Shayahas
  • 7 years ago

Don't worry, you will see him one day. May god bless you, and don't forget wherever your brother is he still loves you. After all, you are his sister.

  • Dylan Norton by Dylan Norton
  • 13 years ago

This poem touched me more than almost any on here, because I used to play sports and all the things it's talking about. My youngest sister had always been the one to look up to me cause of all the good things I used to do. Now I do other things and no longer do sports or anything like that. So everytime that I read this poem it makes me think a lot of the way that me and my lil sister were and it kills me to realize what is going on. I just refuse to change all of that around.

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