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.
No brother would be truly horrid. Presuming he was, it must've been for your own good OR he was just not on the right track at that point of time.
ReplyDeleteBut this poem is Amazing!
Oh no! I wrote this when I was 10, right after my brother and I got into a huge fight. I was just angry with him at the time. He really isn't horrid at all. He is the best brother I could ask for and I love him very much.
DeleteOh,and, thank you!