When we were young we'd play then fight, as siblings often do. Then we grew up and still we'd fight but we loved each other too. I was there for you at times, and you were there for me. Not just my brother, but my good friend, as it will always be. You left so soon, it broke my heart. No chance to say good-bye. Your passing left me shocked and raw, and asking myself why. Twice you took on cancer, and twice you won the game. But now you're gone and now my life will never be the same. I miss your smile, your crazy jokes, the way you'd always text. I realize now that life is short, but still I am perplexed. How could it be your time to go? Your future looked so bright. I'm trying hard to understand, just why you lost this fight. I'll think of you with love today, as our family gathers near, and cherish every memory, every story that I hear. I'll keep you close, within my heart, your memory will survive. You will not be forgotten, Mike, as long as I'm alive. For June, Jeff and Tim