Just something I wrote for school...  Don't know if it's good or anything; just thought I'd post it anyway to see if anyone liked it!

Looking down I pick up a dandelion, make a wish and blow; the little seeds float to the sky, and past the clouds.  Sighing, I look around hoping and praying.  Dejected, I make my way home.  Opening the door, I walk over to the living room; entering my family room, I see you.  You’re young; still your four year old self.  Blinking, I pinch myself trying to determine if I’m dreaming.  Pain radiates between the skin I just squeezed, making it clear that I am indeed staring at my baby brother.  Overwhelmed with such intense feelings of awe, gratitude, and love, I cry.  I bawl my heart out; all the pain, anger and grief run down my face in streaks of tears.  My legs feel weak, I collapse onto the carpeted floor, and burrow my head between my still, shaking knees.  It feels like hours have passed while I’m in this position, yet it probably has only been minutes; if the ticking on my clock is anything to go by.  Finally a gentle, child-like hand rest on my trembling shoulder.  Hesitantly, scared that this apparition, being or whatever this was, was just my mind conjuring up false hopes, and he would disappear any second, I lift my head up to gaze into his leveled eyes.  Feeling myself being engulfed in an embrace, I return the gesture ten-fold.  I finally get to do something I never thought I’d get to do again and that is to say, "I love you."  A tickle against my ear clues me in, he’s about to say something; I just know it.  I smile and it lingers on my face as he says, "I love you too."  Closing my eyes, I hug him again; when I pull back he’s gone.  Crying again, this time because I’m joyful.  I run back outside, tears of happiness gracing my face, and I look to the sky, above the clouds.  Silently, I send a thanks up to heaven, god, or whoever blessed me by granting me my one wish: to see you again.