His laughter echoes around me like music

and I can see his eyes sparkle as they

dance to the tune of an inner joy.

Suddenly he smiles and the whole room

fills with light like a star shining

in the dark of night.  His warmth draws me

and I can no more resist smiling with him

than a moth to a flickering flame.  I am

captivated by his charm because I know that

although he is not quite yet a man, he is

no longer a boy for his toys have all been

replaced by books with which to learn

and his path in life already chosen.

Angelic is the only word I can find to 

describe him, as I quietly watch from

a distance seeing his every emotion move

across his face like an open book.  Sincere

and open he shares his love of life, caring

not what others think of him, but showing

a gentleness so rare for the youth of today.

He is only who he is, yes he is so much more

than what he seems and for this I can’t help

but to simply adore him.

To me … he is my friend, he is my brother,

and he is all that I have ever wanted to be.