Brother
AN ORIGINAL POEM
We don’t always get along,
But we will always have that special bond.
He is there when I'm sad,
Cheering me up, making me laugh.
He plays a lot of video games.
Most times, beating me at them.
Under his constant care,
I try not to mope…
Even if he groans.
Because he does all he can.
That's what makes him,
A great brother.
So if you read this…
I say, thank you for all that you do.
My awesome brother!
