Dear Muttley

To my bigger, younger brother... From our fascination with Maurice Greene Exactly how many Olympic sprint medals did he win? To our common love for dogs...Danger, ever on guard! Hey, remember we promised mom we would...? The kites we crafted and flew to the wind in August The tops we spun to the woven string in the dust To the marbles we shot to score through the hole And the megacities we built to last in the soil The Ninja Turtles depicted in drawings out of the sewage And oh, the toy cars we brought to life in the garage Long before Transformers became a blockbuster We knew they could come to life with us as puppet masters The obsession continues, with Usain Bolt You’ve now just about got the same built It’s kinda intimidating now to call you 'Muttley' I guess we watched too many cartoons growin up…didn’t we? Eve Roper's When Older Siblings or Younger Step In... - Poetry Contest