I found this whilst going through some papers that had been filed away.
It was written in 1995, the year my brother told me he and his family were emigrating to New Zealand, and he was about to embark on a trip alone to find employment opportunities.
My sister-in-law reads my blog, so I wonder if she’ll remember it.
This year is a significant year,
One I wish would never end,
This is the year I lost you,
And my feelings I can’t pretend.
Most of me is happy
At your chance to start anew,
The rest of me is dubious
Of a future not seeing you.
You have always been there,
Watching out for and over me,
I could always talk to you,
No matter what the problems may be.
We may have had our differences,
But the fact remains the same,
I’m going to miss you terribly,
For reasons too many to name.
Forgive me for being selfish,
It’s even harder for you I know,
Temporarily leaving your loved ones,
But it’s important for you to go.
I’ll write you lovely long letters,
How things are going here in the U.K.
Bore you with moans and whingeing,
And hope that you’re okay.
I’m looking on the bright side,
Amid the tears and smiles,
You’ll always be My Big Brother,
Only now it’s across the miles.