A Blessing called Brother

You know how brothers, 
can be a troublesome lot,
boxing, fighting, taunting, 
everything they have taught,

When Mom cooks Maggi, 
we know what’s in store,
he would gobble his share 
and then beg for more,

With his puppy dog eyes, 
he has gained a ton,
ipod, tee’s and jeans, 
youngest has all the fun,

Years have passed by, 
still those memories float,
smiles a childhood, 
of puddles and paper boats,

Be it SOS calls, 
for virus attack or intruder
We always have, 
a blessing called Brother.

Heartiest birthday wishes to my Brother πŸ™‚

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