When I was a child I had friends.
As friends do,
friends came and went.
Some of these friends I still know today,
Later on, after childhood friends,
after school friends, I made a friend.
This friend became a close friend.
Just as rebellious, just as crazy,
just as wild as me.
I have many I refer to as my Brother,
Brothers who have served
and know the agonies of war.
This was not to just be a life long friend,
not just a Brother, but a true Brother.
To you my friend, my Brother.
We shared the good and the bad,
the ups and the downs.
I miss you my Brother,
until we meet again.