My Special Brother
I have a little brother
And his name is Lee
I was only 2 years old
When he joined our family
As kids we got up to mischief
Used to make each other laugh
He'd get me into trouble with mum
So I'd splash him in the bath
We would pull stupid faces
I'd whisper rude words in his ear
Only things like knickers and bum
But it was his laugh mum would hear
He used to nick the biscuits
Hide them in his slacks
I used to get the blame for it
And earned myself a smack
I grew up and learned a lot
but he just stayed the same
He doesn't know how to read or write
But he can spell his own name
See my little brother is special
In a child's mind yet a man
He jabbers on and stutters
Not many understand
I know he still nicks biscuits
He knows how I like my tea
he knows I'll forgive him all his sins
And I know he loves me
I have a little brother
And his name is Lee
My little brother is special
Especially to me
Copyright © Sarah Bryant | Year Posted 2015
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