WOW. Orchidea you certainly was in love.
Its funny how we all have different ways and styles of writing.
I wrote his one after taking my granddaughter to school about nine years ago.
The little lad used to talk to me quite freely and this is the tale as told me.
My Brother
My mums had a baby, a playmate for me
She said that she found him under a tree.
I don’t like him when he’s crying and is always wet
But I suppose at the time it was all she could get.
He’s small at the moment and does nothing but yell
And sometimes he burps and makes a bad smell,
I’ll teach him nursery rhymes and “Winnie the Pooh”
And how to use the toilet and not wee in his shoe.
We will draw lots of pictures and have lots of fun
And we will play in the paddling pool out in the sun.
I WILL look after him, I will make sure of that
And we will share my books about Postman Pat
We will play at “Bob the Builder” and build a wall
I will teach him his ABC and watch him grow tall
I will tell him about the animals that live in the Zoo
In fact I will tell him everything he can and can’t do
I’ll show him how to eat and how to drink out of a cup
Though I am only just turned six I feel I’m quite grown-up.