Doorstep (Brother with a Lover)

II. Of siblings moving out.

I’ve got songs that remind me of you

Sitting in a car

I watch the houses go by

And I begin to get a little homesick

Even though everyone is next to me

And you are too

I know I won’t see you too often

I never did anyways

I know you don’t like to visit home

I don’t like to be here either

But please come and visit me

Just every once in a while

Author's Note

Quick poem I wrote thinking about my brother who moved out a couple years ago. Feel free to let me know your thoughts. Again, I always I appreciate hearing from your guys.