Memories of My Brother

My youngest one summer came and stayed with me I was in the Navy stationed in Millington, TN One day he was involved in a rock fight A busted open head led him to the hospital that particular night He asked me when they have to do stitches what do they use I laughed and said a sewing machine, he wasn't amused After a couple of weeks, his head healed up fine To remove them would be sixty dollars to pay for the doctor's time I told my brother I would be the doctor and do a house call To my amazement I removed them all I regret the day I sent him back home He was pretty much all alone He would give me a call always collect Though the phone got high I would always accept One evening, as I walked in the door, the phone rang and I said here goes the phone bill But it wasn't him, it was my brother Larry saying Wayne had just been killed Wayne had decided to take Dad's pickup out for a joy ride On an icy road, he lost control, hit a bridge support and smashing in the driver's side His lifeless body was lying face down In a ditch where he was found The doctor said he suffered no pain My brother Kenny found Wayne's ball cap, bloodying his hands, his nightmares still remain To this day I carry the guilt about the bill when the phone rang How much I miss my brother Wayne My brother David is an emotionless guy But at the wake he had to cry Life has a way of taking its toll Always try to look at the glass half full