Ordale James
by Sheridan James

I remember my brother well

His light brown skin
His thoughts about life
His funny native glare

When he gave us hugs
His soft brown hazel eyes
His love for animals
Remembering makes my heart swell

His warm care

With the love in his heart
And the love everyone he met gave him
The shadows in his empty room

We didn’t blink a lash
My grandma and uncle
and him
in the crash with a bang

Our hearts stopped
We couldn’t move
We were numb
Our hearts popped

Oh how we missed
The hum of his truck
The laughter of the radio
The boy we cherished

Our hearts were searching for answers
Our arms were waiting for his hugs
Your dogs are waiting to be fed
Our mom waiting to get called into the room