dear baby,
can you hear that?
it’s the sound of your brother’s belly laughs
and his feet running across our floors.
it’s the sound of his tears from scraped knees
and his joy from swimming in the ocean.
it’s the sound of his “i love you’s”
and the cries from his, “but don’t go, mama.”
baby, can you hear that?
it’s the voice of your secret holder.
your playmate.
your example.
your friend for life.
your brother.