My Brothers
My Brothers
On my hand I have five fingers and like that I have
five brothers. My fingers are all different and like
that, so are my brothers. The first one is the oldest
of all. He is good and has a heart of gold. He is a
Reverand.
His life was not easy growing up, but he was always
close to God. Galdino is his name. The second brother
is Pedro. He is big, tall and strong. He has a good wife.
Two daughters and a son they raised.
The third brother - we call him Chuy. He is the quiet one
He don't talk much. He believes it's better to keep his mouth
shut. He also has a good wife. They raised a family of five.
They had three boys and two girls. The youngest passed away
this year. His family is his pride and joy.
The fourth brother - goes by the name of Balde - short for
Baldemar. He is handsome,no doubt. With his family he seems
to live a happy life. About the fifth brother - what can I say, he
is the youngest of all. His name is Johnny - he did 20 years in
The Speacial Forces. A German wife brought back to the good
old U.S.A.
I love my brothers- one and all. They are all different you see,
but that's the way that brothers are suppose to be....
09/007/2013
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo | Year Posted 2013
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