This Man

He towers over me and thinks that he is the defender of all evil. He is 7 years younger than me and well I look after him.

My brother. The kid who disrupted my life at age 7. The kid who made me realize that there was someone I cared about more than me.

The person who can call me at 2 a.m. and say ‘Jay man I need you’ and I will say…..’uh yeah give me another hour or two and I will be there.’ LOL not even.

He calls me in the middle of the night, he calls me in the middle of the day, he says to me ‘Jay I need you,’ and I am in my car, no one else matters, and I will protect him.

He is my brother, my baby bro, he is my rock.  He is the crazy dude who looks at you and says ‘seriously you thought she was better than that, where have you been?’

He is the little boy that grew up to fast, he is the little brother who will kick your ass, he is my family……my sunshine…..he is the annoying voice that resides in my head.

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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her early 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. A self confessed obsessive book worm I love for my son and my down time to read. I have a vast array of friends and cohorts who I will be writing about. I hope I can make people laugh or cry; be thoughtful and understanding. And I need to write so this will be my voice.

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