Little Sister Brother Poems | Examples
These Little Sister Brother poems are examples of poetry about Little Sister Brother. These are the best examples of Brother Little Sister poems written by international poets.
The little boy had cried
He's all watery-eyed
He should not have lied
His sister really knew
Her eyes black and blue
Her brother threw the shoe
She, feeling sad
Went and told dad
But thought she was the one who did bad
By not telling
On a sibling that has lied
Makes you a liar too
He only threw the shoe
Because she was standing there
Is it her fault
Protecting siblings
When they do wrong
Might cause need for more protection
Stretched out,
On a daycare cot.
Told to take a nap,
Didn't want to!
A lot!
I might miss something,
So didn't make a peep.
Closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.
Waited until they were gone,
Snuck out across the lawn.
Knew where my brother had gone.
Up the stairs,
Into his room,
The teacher was talking about the moon.
Slid underneath his desk,
His legs hid me from the rest!
Stayed there until I had to pee,
Thats what gave me away.
But I didn't take a nap today!
Don’t sing so loudly! Jimmy told his little sister.
Don’t tell me what to do! She said, sassing him a bit.
She always wanted attention, it was what she did.
Her voice was loud and proud, higher than his too.
Why is she so annoying? He asked his mother.
His mother said, “Someday she will be your best friend.”
He did not believe her, but guess what?
Their mother left the earth, and they became best friends.
Singing as loudly and proudly as they wanted.
She was still louder than Jimmy
But he was proud of her now
And loved her loudness!
Don’t sing so loudly! Jimmy told his little sister.
Don’t tell me what to do! She said, sassing him a bit.
She always wanted attention, it was what she did.
Her voice was loud and proud, higher than his too.
Why is she so annoying? He asked his mother.
His mother said, “Someday she will be your best friend.”
He did not believe her, but guess what?
Their mother left the earth, and they became best friends.
Singing as loudly and proudly as they wanted.
She was still louder than Jimmy
But he was proud of her now
And loved her loudness!
Can't say I found the ending
unpredictable or surprising...
Nonetheless my heart was touched
by their self-sacrificing
Nells has no idea how appealing she is.
Not caring about her appearance like other girls.
She throws on a tribal cat suit and lies in a plastic lounger
Reading a stack of scientific journals.
When she gets up and walks around men notice her curves.
And her bouncy attitude, and her joy
She does not see her observers at all.
Not in the mood for wooing or romance
She is studying to be a doctor or a biologist
Some try to bribe her brothers
To try and get a date.
But that goes nowhere too.
She is their little sister.
They see her as three-years-old
This is you; this is me,
at the end of the row, white-faced.
I have you clamped in an iron grip
to keep you from getting off my lap.
The camera was quick; next minute
you were howling your head off!
At the other end, Ray is not looking pleasant;
Yes, we can wait all day if we want to!
With an occasional worn-out sob,
Linda props her head against him
And I smile down at you just like
the photographer said to.
He raced confidently forward.
The adults seemed indifferent.
I had tripped and the hard fall
knocked me unconscious.
He turned me over and grabbed
the belt around my waist.
With man-strength he lifted me,
forcing air into my lungs.
I stood, wiping dirt from my face
and dusting off my clothing.
I dabbed a few bleeding scratches
And shoved my hair behind my ears.
The adults went about the chores
they’d been performing.
I was seven. He was twelve.
My hero. My brother.
Pickled ham and pickled beef
Cause weak stomachs too much grief
Did you know they pickle cherries
Grandma ate some; said three Hail Marys
In glass jars, store pickled tomatoes
Do not try this with wet potatoes
Russians all swear by pickled herring
Grate in radish and schmaltz if you are daring
Pickling cucumbers are oh-so-fresh and cute
Try pickled jalapenos; you will fart and toot
My favorite thing of all's to pickle eggs
They make my little sister choke and gag
Hey bro, what’s up with that
You said you were Too old Too cool
No costume No trick & treating for you
Not interested in going out to get your own candy
You’d obviously rather rummage through my stash
All in the name of helping me with my diet
I want to thank you ever so much for your concern
But don’t do me any favors, bro
If I were you I’d watch my back
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on October 14, 2019 for contest IF I WERE MY BROTHER sponsored by BOBBY MAY - RANKED 2ND
Blood relatives, we are not
By laws or marriage we are didn't knot
Nor characters in theater or movie plot
Yet he and I care, We both allot
He is from middle east
I am from the southeast
God is good cause he let us meet
Bad or good times, no quits
He gives me this sentimental necklace
Which I always wear and trace
Symbol of my so called talent
Refreshed and flowered in vent
I miss him so much
I wish he knows this such
I wish a hug that clutch
We bond with no match
I called him my brother
He calls me his little sister
Different faith, different race
Yet, all dear we are square
By: olive_eloi
3:18pm
01/13/2014
Dedicated to: my long time brother.. Not by blood.. Not by law but by heart...