Childhood Brother

Childhood Brother Me, a younger brother Pulling each other’s leg My temper was a bother: A fuming powder keg. Time has set the pace For Us to adore another: Mark of my own face A cherished dear brother. Tempers used to flare With a Cold War fist fight When we frenziedly dared Both were pretty right. Time is now all gone Age has taken its toll Each now strays alone Sans mirth, sans thrall. *** Take away a baby’s nappy Leave an adult man unhappy: Infancy has its own smile And adulthood its own vile! JM 21st Oct’ 2013