"Jimbo"

Love Steven Dykes - Jimmy's Oldest Brother

I wake each morning to the empty space where you lay when you were a little boy,
and there is nothing there to fill that void.
I try and make it through each night by placing a pillow in your empty place,
but still nothing is the same.
I have even thought my life was at end since nothing mattered anymore to me.
I only want to see you, hold you, and talk with you, but I know that it is not possible.
I still have not been able to get use to not having you around yet.
I love to sing the funny love songs we sang when you were little
and we had to brave it through the stormy, rainy night.
I miss those stormy nights with your head on my shoulder, your little laughter ringing in my ears, along with your keen insights.
I would like to turn back the clock to be able to sing and listen to the rain
which might just help stop the pain.
I have your picture by my bed but that is not enough.
I have walked the thin line between right and wrong
since that night long ago when you have gone.
I have tried to weather the storms of life keeping my eyes on the bright star
which is now gone.
I cannot stand the despair I feel and yet I know it is unjust of me.
I know Death greets everyone with its warm gift of relief from pain and suffering.
I am the lonely watchman standing with my lantern to brighten the darkness.
I am looking forward to the day when we will be in together in paradise.
I will never have to bear another stormy night alone, there will be blue skies forever.
I have the knowledge that when we are once again together
it will seem a second since we parted.
So until then I will love you and keep you in my memory, forever,