My dearest brother, I will miss you
You should have taught me right from wrong
But you misheard Dad, which explains why
I really know short from long
Of course I'm only jesting
You've never put a foot wrong
Till we meet again I pray the time is short
And till then, dear bro, so long
My dearest brother, I will miss you so very much
You've taught me from right and wrong;
I will miss your distinct strong voice
When we are all at evensong;
You have been a mainstay for us all
But we are very proud of you;
As you go off to be a missionary
Where you are needed too.
So Brother Michael-just this once I'll call you Bro
The goodbye time is now upon us;
Will we ever see each other again
Maybe but for that in God we trust
Never part without loving words to think of
during your absence. It may be that you will not
meet again in this life.
by Jean Paul Richter
Goodbyes are not forever.
Goodbyes are not the end.
They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again!
My little brother, I've watched you grow
Standing side by side, you've now caught up with me.
Whoever would have thought it
That you would reach six foot three.
Off to the wars a soldier now
Keep safe and be wary, please for me;
The goodbyes said now are short and sweet
Just time for one more cup of tea.
When you look up at the moon at night
Know we are all looking at the same
We send you love and we pray for you
Repeating your precious name
A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel,
so nothing can harm you.
an Irish Blessing
I am not prepared for this;
As I stand and look at your face
There is nothing now in this world
I would rather swap and be in your place
You're not supposed to go and die
You've now left me all alone;
My brother, the final goodbye has come
I'll come and find you when I'm done
Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been -
A sound which makes us linger; - yet - farewell!
by Lord Byron
This goodbye is not forever
You're contracted for just two years;
So I'll try and visit over there
And "No" there will be no tears
Moms having a fit but she'll be fine
But you better keep her posted;
Otherwise she'll worry and fret
Or on your return you'll be toasted.
We've said goodbye so many times but never for long
This one's not for an hour or a day it's forever you'll be gone
You will be so very far away
No longer will I see you every day
I know we argue and don't always see eye to eye
But that's normal behavior for siblings especially you and I
When the chips are down you're always there
We have a bond - we really care
Of course I'll text and skype but it won't be the same
As hearing you banging around and shouting by name
So if you are not happy and think you have made a mistake
Just you pack your bags and come back home I will even bake a cake
by Margmax 2012