By Dillon Lucas
Editor's Note: Seventeen-year old Dillon Lucas wrote this poetic reflection about his brother, and best friend, Brody. Brody was born with Apert syndrome. Dillon has watched his younger brother manage and overcome many surgeries. In this piece, he reflects on what the parental and sibling experience mean to him. He shows us the effect it has had on his family and himself through descriptive imagery and rhyme. Thank you for your thoughtful poem, Dillon. Writing is a beautiful way to honor our feelings, families, and personal experiences. You have captured them well. Keep on writing! Continue to share your spirit with the world.
My Best Friend
We have put him in the arms of a surgeon.
We have slept upright in a hospital chair.
We have listened to the beeping of machines.
We’ve been thankful.
We’ve smiled through the tears.
But with all of this going on all we can feel is fear.
We aren’t able to do anything when the time comes.
All we can do is sit there, hope and pray
That hopefully he will come out of that room one day.
The doctors, about to take him in the room.
I turn to my mom and she sheds a tear.
She leans to him and whispers “My sweet boy there is nothing to fear”
I hold back the tears after looking at my mother.
All I can do is wonder.
On what those surgeons will be doing to my little brother.