My Brother

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    My Brother

    FORTUNATELY YOU WERE THERE,
    THE DAY I WAS BORN,
    TO KNOW YOUR LITTLE HEAD CARED,
    WHO HAD COME THIS MORN.
    AND YOUR FACE WENT PALE,
    WHEN YOUHEARD YOUR SISTER WAIL.

    TOGETHER WE GREW,
    THOUGH GOOD TIMES AND BAD
    U FOUGHT WITH THOSE WHO CURSES AT ME THREW
    AND TAUGHT ME TO THANK THEM WHO MADE ME GLAD

    WE HAD OUR QUARELLS
    WE HAD OUR FUN TOO
    U PULLED MY HAIR
    I TURNED AWAY AND CRIED
    U CAME AND SAID I CARE
    I TURNED BACK AND SMILED

    IN MY LITTLE SHELL WAS I
    WHEN I WAS A BABY
    OUT OF IT YOU PULLED ME
    AND I GREW BETTER OFF EACH DAY

    IN YOU I FOUND WHAT I SOUGHT FOR
    A BROTHER EQUALLY CUTE AS ANY OTHER
    YOUR TENDER LOVING WAYS EVEN MORE GREAT

    I HAVE A ROOM FOR YOU IN MY HEART FOREVER VAST
    A SPELL OF LOVE IT HAS CAST
    LIKE A LASTING SHIPS MAST THROUGHT A SEA JOURNEY

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    littleroses’s Poems (6)

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    AN EVERLASTING MEMORY 0
    Brighten the corner where you are 0
    Classes of Society 1
    Something about you 1
    My Brother 0
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