Best Little Brother Poems

I know we've grown apart
And lots of things have changed
But I want you to know
There is one thing that remains
I loved you from the moment
They brought me down the hall
You where just a minute old
So innocent and small
You had no idea 
That you already had...

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I used to smile

every time you came back home

I never knew

that to you

I was just being clueless

I thought I was your little brother

but I had to wonder

when I heard

the truth by uncle

that you are an imposter

there was no other

you had to go and pretend

how long...

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Big Sister, 
Little Brother

Big sister
Little brother
At play
First day
Of school
She takes
His hand
Shows him
The way
From home

Big sister
Little brother
Grows up
Passes away
He takes
Her hand
Shows her
The way
To home


Dedicated to
James C Kroll
May 3, 1946 - Jan 28, 2016...

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Three years younger, little brother of mine,
only the two of us...that was just fine.
While just an infant, was a dolly for me.
We, with our parents, made our family.

Years went by fast, and soon he became
a playmate for me to make life a game.
We lived in...

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MY little brother said,
"You'll cry if I ever Die."
And some years later 
He died beneath an oak
with thirty-three 
stab wounds
And He was so
Goddamn right!

I not only cry
but die each night.

:: ~~ ::...

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Look what I got from my mother
This little guy is my brother
And I'm hoping that he
Will grow up to like me
And we'll always be there for each other

Writer:  mdailey
Date:  5/4/11
Contest: Brotherly Love - 1st place finish in the contest...

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Little brother, do stand up high
And reach for my hand
Whilst I wipe your tears

And guide you past my stumbling toys
Like a drunken sailor with a blubbering cold
You latch on tight, like an Octopus bite

And catch my eye with that naive smile
To push-on by and walk...

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I dropped my stupid little brother
Down an open storm drain near our home
And now he’s gone forever, always
And my life is finally my own!

You say you saw me after crying
By that open storm drain near our home?
But those were tears of pure happiness
As I skipped...

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From the moment that I held you in my arms,

I knew this to be true;

I was put here on this Earth-

So I could protect and watch over you.

 

Who would shield you from monsters?

Who would hold you tight?

Who would wipe away your tears?-

And remember to...

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my little brother :)
  Sticky fingers and a chocolate face
Broken toys and a broken vase

Cars and trucks here and there
Boats and crayons everywhere

Bats and balls strewn in the yard
Sweaty face from playing hard

Broken bones and bloody knees
Stings from ants and wasps and bees

Feet stomping...

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You light up my life,
and you make me smile
sometimes I may get annoyed,
but I love you there's no denial.
You're cute as can be
you can always make me laugh
I don't ever like to be mean to you,
and you really don't know the half
You make my heart...

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This is for those of us who felt loss
for those of us who paid the cost
yet in the midst of a forgiving heart
we still feel lost
I'M sorry big sis for turning my back on you
I never would have thought after all this time
that you would...

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My cute little brother, 
Full of pristine purity, 
Glows amidst people other, 
Full of divine sanctity.

Stuffed with pure love, 
Filled with intimate innocence, 
Like an angel from above, 
He spreads his milky essence.

Cute little fingers
On the sweetest smile
That's constant and lingers
Wash away guile.

Lo! There does...

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I am not brilliant
Or heroic
Or frightfully quick 
Or connected.
Just beggarly
And bled for
And brothered
By Betlehem's King.
He came to us
And blessed by the Lake
Hounded and hung
And risen
For my puny sake.
Its a good thing
I now walk in
With Him....

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Pallbearers filled the bus
 
Off to funerals in an angry rush
 
It’s the wicked; they say who have no peace

 That’s why the Pallbearers get their release 

They chose to capture all these kind
 
Stifling fear often & following blind 

Praising their maker for the...

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