For my brother in heaven
When we were kids we sat under the tree eating milo from the tin while you showed me how to make a paper gun or a slingshot from the branch of a tree. "These will come in handy!" you pointed out" while I nodded my head agreeing with whatever you said.
You taught me how to sword fight with a broomstick; spin a top in the palm of my hands and even how flip a pokemon tazo like a pro. "Marbles are not for girls!" you said, "But you can keep my tigers eye!" and I knew it was only to make me feel better.
You told me I would always have you to protect me but just in case
"Here's how to do a sleeper" or to two feet someone troubling you;
"Punch him in the face!" you said; "They won't see it coming!" you drilled...
You taught me how to sword fight with a broomstick; spin a top in the palm of my hands and even how flip a pokemon tazo like a pro. "Marbles are not for girls!" you said, "But you can keep my tigers eye!" and I knew it was only to make me feel better.
You told me I would always have you to protect me but just in case
"Here's how to do a sleeper" or to two feet someone troubling you;
"Punch him in the face!" you said; "They won't see it coming!" you drilled...