Jacob....

I continually find myself thinking. This is not always such a bad thing. Jacob's birthday is coming up and my thoughts are contunally about him. During his funeral, mom and dad told me to write a poem to put in the program. I did not write one There in the program was a generic, unsentimental poem that meant nothing to us. Days later, I wrote a poem describing the way I felt, and still do. About 2 months ago, I entered my poem in a contest. I found out that it is being published and it will be put into a book for the world to see. I am still up for an award worth $10,000. I have never written poetry in my life. This one poem, my only one, means so much to me. Here is my poem:
A hole has been drilled through my heart.
Even though we are apart
You forever remain inside of me.
As we will someday be
Together again. I love you dear brother
So does your sister, father, and mother.
Through your suffering and pain
I have learned to push further because there is more to gain.
I have also learned to love greater, pray deeper, and keep my head high.
You will forever be my hero, and when I look to the sky,
I will smile and blow you a kiss goodbye.
I have always written, but never poetry. Jacob was a huge inspiration in my life, and will continue to be. I miss him dearly, and constantly think about him. During his lifetime, Jacob touched so many people, and continues to do so today. I know that Jacob is having a huge party in Heaven, and looks down on me every night. He probably tells me to quit crying. To suck it up and get on with life. You know what, that is exactly what I have done. The sleepless nights have finally passed, the tears are slower coming, but the memories are ever present. Jacob, I love you and miss you. I can't wait until the day we will meet again, but until that day comes, I will live my life to the fullest and think constantly of you.