My Brother Vazrik

 To My Baby Brother Vazrik

I miss walking you to school

Left home when you were only five

Unknown beginning for me in the new land

Culture shock or noticing differences

I miss kissing you as a baby

Hugged my pillow and cried

Holding you on my lap like a doll

The warmth of your little legs 

I miss dressing you up as a toddler

Your socks and sandals were my toys

Mini shirt with matching pants

You were a mini gentleman

I miss telling you stories with expressions

Your face changed listening to me

An active and engaged listener

You became a theatre actor later 

I miss playing sad music cassettes  

You cried but stopped when I changed it

Such an observant little boy 

Noticed my hair and dresses

I miss hugging you and kissing your cheeks

Your long golden hair and cute nose

Kissed your pictures caressing your hair

Wished to be a Super Woman to fly home 

I miss walking you to the market

It took me four years to return 

You were in third grade in May 1981

We walked hopped and talked 

I miss watching you play

You grilled corn in the backyard

Sold them to relatives 

Started the salesmanship at five

I miss dancing with you 

Returned when you turned eighteen

Loved your shirt and suspenders

Hopped on your motorcycle and screamed

I miss telling you stories

You listened and smiled 

We met in Amsterdam 

Walked and talked and cried

I miss listening to your songs

We met in Glendale in 1996

You are the kindest car salesman

My Baby Brother Love you 

February 6, 2024