Asleep Like Children—

By Alisa M. Ben

If it were I instead of you, my life would be much happier,

I would keep knocking at your door,

Until you realized that loneliness is not your wrath,

My little brother--if it were I instead of you, my life would be much happier,

I would write notes of air for you to find,

When you inhaled your breath of life,

For you to know my love,

My baby brother---if it were I instead of you, my life would be much happier,

I would sleep near you every night,

To hold you when you fall,

Asleep like children is where we will be, my bubba.