Big Brothers Gift
Again, I admire my new watch,
Ticking ever constant, ever faithful,
Reliable.
Just like my brother.
How to repay him, I wonder.
We are a world apart
In hobbies, so giving gifts
Is a mystery to me.
He never says what he wants.
I Care I Search, I really do. No luck.
Maybe my role is getting spoiled
Like little brothers should,
And my gift to him
Is that he can spoil me anytime.
Copyright © Jacob Harrison | Year Posted 2023
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