Yaya

In the brink of death you were

It was exhausting, it wasn't fair.

Your mother crying and praying for your well being

While you father working to pay the bills.

In faith I didn't believe,

Until you appeared in front of me.

Like a warrior in war fighting to survive

You were a little warrior that wanted to stay alive.

While I didn't care about my life

You were struggling to breathe in your tiny lungs.

Why did you fight? Why did you want to live so badly in this world? Why did you give my mom so much suffering?

I didn't know at that time

You became my light in my darkest times.

Yaya is the name you gave me

That I found annoying sometimes.

You were given a 1% of chance to survive

And now you are going to school like nothing happened in the past.

A scar on your back and a stroke that you had

When you were just a premature baby that came out of his belly mom.

You are a miracle in the medical field

While you are just my little brother that live in the same roof with me.

"Yaya, yaya, yaya" hearing you calling me is a sign that shows me that you are truly alive.

Thank your for showing me that anything is possible.

Thank you for lighting up the apartment with your childish actions.

Thank you for being my brother.