Peter, you went ahead and left me in this empty house; in every room I feel you near me. I see the ghosts of memories that no-one else can see. My hand shakes when I enter your silent room but for the ticking of your clock; same little cupboard, same pictures on the wall. I feel the years of happiness, wonderful smiles and terrible pain when I lost you with a river of tears that only God can understands. It brakes’ my heart that I can never hug you again! I miss you my dear little brother, I pray that when I go to heaven you will find me, until then I will stand here forever to say your name.
Until then, God care for you and bless you Peter.
Christopher
01/04/2026
