To Darling Brother SAM:When U first join the family, I was only 9.
U were so cute, so cuddly, so small. U came as a gift, and I tot God answered my prayer.
I love U very much. There were times where U fall so sick, U vomitted worms. The whole family was so worried, we brought to the doc's for a jab.
There was a time we were all playing and I accidentally stepped on U and broke your leg. We had to bring U to the doc's to mend it, leaving it in a cast for months.
I felt so bad, I carried U all the time.
U were always too friendly. U love chasing the pigeons and playing with the cats. Remember the time U tried to be too nice n the cat scatched U? Ur ear was constantly bleeding n we had to wrap it up cos everytime U shake ur head, U splatter the blood all over the wall.
Time really past. U are no longer small and overly active. N I was no longer free to play with U every day.
U start to fall sick frequently, n I try to avoid the tot that U might me leaving the family soon.
Now U left n I regret.
I wish I could hold U n Never let go. I will remember youWill you remember me?Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories Remember the good times that we had? I let them slip away from us when things got bad How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories I'm so tired but I can't sleep Standin' on the edge of something much too deep It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard But I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light And I will remember you Will you remember me? Don't let your life pass you by Weep not for the memories I Love U through and through...
