My Brother

Yes we argue all the time
Yes we annoy each other
Yes we get on each others nerves
But he is still my brother

I decided to go for a walk
Despite the pouring rain
To make the most of every minute
And my brother came

He had the choice to stay in the warm
But he chose to go with his sister
We walked along a winding path
He told her that he missed her

Its unusual for him to show
How he feels inside
He's never usually that forthcoming
With emotional pride

So we walked, and enjoyed it
Then we came across a stream
It had a little footbridge over
A picture perfect dream

It may have been raining
For more than a little while
But secretely I had an idea
So I told him with a smile

'Danny! Go find a stick'
We have a game to play
We haven't played pooh sticks
In forever and a day!'

He grinned at me, his eyes twinkled
And he did just what I said
It wasn't long until we were
Going head to head!

But then it was his turn
To come up with a game
So he went down to the stony bank
And then he called my name

I turned to look and there he was
Skimming stones across the water
He took me by the arm,
Grabbed his sister and taught her

It was a strangely perfect time
Just me and him together
Playing silly children's games
In the pouring weather

It reminded me of how much
I really do love my brother
He's my sidekick, my partner in crime
We have each other covered

Yes we hurl insults at each other
Yes we fight and start
But without my brother I'd be missing
A vital piece of my heart

I.Sparrow

(permit me this sentimental and generally boring post as I decided to write one for him)