My Little Brother
My younger brother is not aware of what I do mention
For it happened when I was 9 thus of historical dimension
At the time he was just 3, the cutest child in a one piece
Footsy PJ, with a bear embroidered on the blue fleece
He was fast asleep at the time I do vividly remember
And I had nostalgic thoughts about him, I herein surrender
I said to myself, “Appreciate this very moment” so dear
For he will not be a baby like this forever, I was sincere
With sparkling blue eyes and straight ash blonde hair
He was a little devil indeed to none he could compare
It is without a doubt, a special time for which I reminisce
And particularly odd for such a young child I do not dismiss
For today I am 50 and he is 44 and life has taken its toll
“Was it just pure innocence?” which time blatantly stole.