Etched in My Heart

In the quiet depths of sorrow's embrace,
A brother's absence leaves an empty space.
Gone from sight, yet present in my heart,
His memory lingers, never to depart.

How I miss his smile, his gentle grace,
The warmth of his embrace, his loving face.
But though he's gone, his spirit still remains,
In whispered echoes of our shared refrains.

In moments still, I feel his presence near,
A whispered breeze that brushes away my fear.
For though he's gone, he'll never truly part,
He lives forever etched within my heart.