Brothers
They were two beautiful boys
Just a couple of years apart.
They filled my life with such
joy.
I gave them all the love in
my heart.
As they grew a little older
They had to learn to
share
Playing with each other's
toys
But they didn't think it
fair.
Oh, how they liked to wrestle
Each other in the living room
I enjoyed their
closeness
As it would all end too soon.
The older one really
knew
How to irritate the younger
one
Then tattling about his
cursing
To get him grounded from
having fun.
On a college weekend visit
The older one told me he
felt bad
For the way he treated
his brother
Which really was quite sad.
I said he needed to
tell these things
To his little brother to make
amends.
He said his brother knew he loved
him
And they are now best of
friends.
When I am gone from this earth
I'm so glad they will have each
other
As they will be the only ones left
to carry the love of
their mother.
Poem by Carol
Barton
Copyright 2004 ~ Carol
Barton
