Brothers

I'm lucky to have one brother
For many times its been no fun,
He always disobeyed my parents
I always got blamed for things he done.

There were some rare occassions
We actually stuck like glue,
Neither admitted to wrong doings
Leaving our parents lost of what to do,

We knew someday we'd grown up
Leaving behind any last regret,
Have children to tell our memories to
Of times so funny to forget.

Here we are adults now
He's still older than me,
But, we're close to each other
Just like siblings should be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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