Friday, January 6, 2012

A poem I wrote myself

1) MY SWEET DREAMS


I have a horrid brother
we share a beautiful mother.

Though my mom shouts at him everyday
he just walks alone and away.

I wish I had a sister
a little bit nicer .

She would read to me and play with me
just like a best friend she would be.

But as my brother comes my way
my dreams just seem to fade away.