My Dearest Brother and I

My Dearest Brother And I I want the wall of divide to fall apart and Forget we're cousins, born of different parents We are the children God made for love Now the parents of children teaching only love above all. Lets once again remember our childhood pleasures When I holding the hand of my baby brother Walked over the red gulmohar carpets Running and playing in our grandpa's garden. Lets remember the fun with your friends Holding small bats but too heavy for the hand Hitting with all your might and happily Frightening our basking cocks and hens. Lets, once again, forget we are grown-ups, and Sprinkle the plants with our overflowing love-cans And share secret smiles at the nest filled eggs We discovered in our shrubs. Lets hide and watch the woodpecker Hammering his long beak into the the huge trunks Of the goliath gul-mohar, frilled with white and blue orchids Dancing in the breeze upon its hardly delicate waistline. Lets reminiscence our childhood love When I bathed you, brushed your hair, buttoned your collars To march you to school, sharing home-work with my overtired brother, Reading you out fairy-tales before tucking you to bed. Lets cherish, for the joy of love, when you and I were sharing our togetherness Caring for each other, with pleasures undefined Childhood is a dream, youth we have surpassed, Our present bond I hold fervently, my dearest brother, above all temporal frays. nivember 29, 2015 Contest: Open Poetry Contest Sponsor : Charlotte Jade Pudifoot