Are you lucky

It's a sad poem about my brother. He was tooken away around this season so I always think him most now and I just had to write this.

The day I meet you
For the first time since that day
I will treassure it forever
You do not know me
But you will
You don't know how much I miss you every day
But every time I am crying or hurting because of them
I am happy you got away
You may think your condition
Is a curse
But if you were born healthy
You would hate it
Like we do
You are meant to do good
God didn't want you to feel the pain we do
You may still feel pain
You feel left out
You might wish you could be without that condition
But remeber you didn't start with your family
You first lived with us
She never did take care of you
You were rushed to the hositpal to many times
You were only a baby
Not even half a year old
You father as bad as he turned out to be
He was the one who told social services
Before it got worst
He gave up his rights for you so easily
I wonder if it would have been different if you were a girl
He left our mom
And acted as though
He never knew us
Where your father is now would make you hurt
That's why as much as I miss you
I half heartily hope you never meet your messed up family
We aren't all bad
But most of are
You and I were lucky
But our brothers weren't
If I ever meet you I will be thankful
But if I don't I will be happy you will not know the truth
But I f you want to find us
I will be waiting with open arms
I will comfort you when you find out the truth
So don't worry I have always cared for you
Thought of you
And missed you
And maybe one day I will show you this
But for now you are only nine
And that is fine
I will never stop waiting my little brother
Who used to bright up my would