Zane

The ice and snow upon the ground
Always makes me think
Of someone very dear to me
Who I once saw in pink.

He's been rebuilt a number of times
Had his memories wiped too
But despite him being a nindroid
He's my brother through and through.

His thoughts are highly calculated
And his humour still needs work
But dare to harm his family
And he will surely go berserk.

His heart is so large and warm
Compared to the cold ice he wields
He is gentle as the snow that falls
And his love shows in his meals.

Although he's made of metal
And his loss did cause great pain
I still can't seem to put to words
How much I love my brother Zane.

- Jay Walker