There is so much I could say about my brother Mark.
I will never be able to say in words what he meant to me. He was more than my brother.
He was everything I wished I could have been.
Love, happiness, that damn smile that glowed, and that laugh.
I remember when both of us cried and held each other in our arms.
It was at his house, he held me and said all would be ok.
He said he had the same problems I had but got help as I should.
We cried together as we told each other we loved each other.
God I wish I could hold him again. I miss you Mark.
May God bless us all as he did you. We will never need more then that.
Thank you and God for having you as my brother.

Love your brother

Gary