45.My big brotherA Poem by palBreaks the tender hearts; Rips-in rage-things apart, Odd one out, he is, 'Think not', he prefers.
My Big Brother
M y big brother
Y ells and casts his spells
B ullies the younger ones and always
I ndiffierent to feelings of others in the family
G reat and good, he feels
B reaks the tender hearts
R ips, in rage, things apart
O dd one out, he is
T hink not, he fears
H igher to himself, none he cares
E go is all, he preserves
R epells all, yet remains mother's pet
Pal
© 2008 palAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on July 3, 2008 Last Updated on August 20, 2008 Authorpalsofia, BulgariaAboutPAL: That's me, a friend. Socially and mentally matured. A person with positive attitude and take one thing at a time. Neither look back nor worry on future. Prefer meaningful talk with others .. more..Writing
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