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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Brother had made me mad so I knocked him down the basement stairs. Choicely words he hurled my way-His teary eyes reflected pain and back at me they glared. Like a viper he laid around the house daring me to come his way. Sorry am I now for I have no one with to play. After several weeks had passed, he still snarled and hissed. Only his foot- to-hip cast kept him constantly at bay. But I grew lonely with no brother to rumble with; no one to share my day. Then the thought struck me as a jolt of reality-tomorrow is his birthday. Off to Mr. Green’s corner store I went for a birthday present- I had fifty cents. I spied a red kite- asked him to rap it and back to brother as I whistled and skipped. I presented the little red kite which brother threw down-saying you ain’t right! Sadly I looked for a solution of how brother can fly his new birthday kite. It was in the backyard, positioned under the lean-to – the answer to my prayer. I dragged it out and cleaned her with new found hope and no despair. I carried my brother and placed him in the little red wagon with difficulty as he held his kite in hand. The school yard was empty- we tailed the kite and then pulling the wagon I ran. The little red kite stilled high in the air as brother and I where once again a pair. The kite soared the faster I ran and finally at the end of the day, a brother’s love had been won again.
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