A Times Past

    My brother and I would spend hours building forts

Our favorite tv show was Salute Your Shorts

He would give me rides in his mini Jeep

And we would swing on the swings to see how far we could leap

It was a time of innocence

But time has changed since

The world of make believe a vision of the past

I guess I should've known it would never last

As we grew older the tension flew

Our favorite words were yeah well I hate you too

The ill feelings lasted for years

He even caused me to shed many tears

However the tears have dried and gone away

A truce has been made I guess you can say

Fists and words of hate no longer fly

He doesn't go out of his way to make me cry

To outsiders it might not seem like much

But to me it is the perfect touch

Since I don't need a display of brotherly affection

I just need to know that we are headed in the right direction   

Author's Note

I've never been much of a poet, I more or less write my thoughts and feelings down and tend to make them rhyme.

Reviews

[Gus McFarland]

I'm not much of a poet Theresa. You give yourself too little credit in your "Authors Note". This is a good poem. Very passionate. A lot of feeling. It is very good.

I hope you and your brother resolve any issues. Let him read this! He'll see how much he means to you.

[Angel Veselinov]

It is nice and charming piece of work !!! :)

[Bare trees]

I've read sentiments such as this before. It seems to be something that comes along with age and maturity. There's no need for perfect meter in this, it's the attitude and message your sending through your voice. You've done it well here. I must admit the "sulute your shorts" line gave me a laugh!
I don't know anything about the rating system here yet so I'll skip that for now until I understand it better.

[Georgia Gypsy]

I can identify with these feelings of sibling rivalry....
great expressive write...made me smile, remembering all the moments i had with my brother's!!

[deeps]

Emotion expressed wonderfully
This rhymed wonderfully
Has a wonderful flow to it.