My Brother, Big J
I'm from a family of four
My folks and my brother and me
My “bro” was twenty months older
We were different as can be
My brother’s birth name was Jerry
I remember him as “Big J”
He grew to over six foot four
While at five foot seven, I stayed
Even when we lived together
We each seemed to go our own way
So close in age, we fought a lot
Now and then together we played
As teens our fights were physical
I never did come out on top
Except, with my arm in a cast
I beat him till Mom made me stop
We grew closer when we were grown
A natural thing I’ve been told
While living our separate lives
Our brotherly love was disclosed
A birthday call to each other
Was always a yearly event
And when we did get together
The time was so preciously spent
All three of my daughter’s weddings
“Big J” and his wife would attend
Then at one wedding reception
He told all the guests we were “twins”
He had a great sense of humor
Reminded me of dear old Dad
His laugh was very infectious
No better “bro” could I have had
Our parents were already gone
When Big “J” was taken away
No one can know the grief I felt
When I lost him that dreadful day
Big “J”, was my brother Jerry
A gentle giant of a man
He was loved by those that knew him
And I'm sure I'm his biggest fan
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