My Little Brother's Talent

I almost missed this one... falling asleep here... but I thought of it once again as I laid my head down.

I thank you, Father, for the raw, remarkable talent of my little brother. I thank you for the hard work he's done for years, and will continue to do, to become an incredible pianist. I thank you for that concentrated look he gets between his eyes. I thank you for his poise. I thank you for the joy that comes from watching him play, the ease with which beautiful music flows from his fingers. Such talent is rare; I thank you that it abounds in one whom I love, and in one whom I get to see it flourish and grow.