Message from Charlie to Harry In a baby castle just beyond my eye, my brother plays with Angel toys that money cannot buy. Who am I to wish him back into this world of strife? No, play on my baby brother, for you have eternal life. At night when all is silent, and sleep forsakes my eyes, I hear you’re tiny footsteps come running to my side; your little hands caress me, so tenderly and sweet, I breathe a prayer and close my eyes, and embrace you in my sleep. Now I have a treasure that I rate above all other, that you have known the glory, but you are still my brother.