PAD, Day 23 - quit what you're doing
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Quit Touching Me!
I love my little brother
He takes all my abuse.
I love him like no other
All teasing I unloose.
"Stop staring at me!" he complains.
"I'm not," in my defense.
He turns and sticks his tongue out,
And is caught, no recompense.
I copy everything he does
And every word he utters.
When he's had enough of it
"I'm dumb," is what he mutters.
The toughest torture he's put through
Is when my finger hovers.
"I'm not touching you," I smile and tease.
He's the best of little brothers.
8 comments:
That Dexter picture is perfect! I'll be little brother would never guess how much his big sissy loves him.
Wonderful poem. LOL- Sounds a lot like my girls :)
Love this! Makes me think back to when my brother and I were little. Although, I am the youngest rather than my brother. I'd hate to think how many times we probably uttered "quit touching me!" when we were kids.
LOL! Great poem, and of course the story hits home for so many of us! You get the official, "Ya Dunn Good" award! Definitely keep writing! TC Don
makes me wish i had a little brother to bug and tickle!
Great meeting you through the A-Z!
nutschell
www.thewritingnut.com
Thanks you guys! Hope you had a nice holiday weekend and enjoyed some sibling love!
LOL Very cute!
This is great! What a great tribute to siblings. Hope you had a happy Easter!
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