My Brother Seth

Noelle Bryant on Feb 22, 2009

Tags: brother, family, friends, grin, love, mischief, old, Seth, seven, sister, sports

Mischief maker inside used to be a red baby wriggly when he cried…

My brother Seth
So cunning and brave
Honor and loyalty
He’ll take to his grave
He shant hesitate a second
Hardly a doubt he’ll face
If someone’s in trouble
He’ll flee in no case
My brother Seth
So loyal and kind
Thoughts of all goodness
Run through his mind
He snuggles me close
And clutches me tight
So innocent and honest
A very handsome sight
My brother Seth
Mischief maker inside
Used to be a red baby
Wriggly when he cried
He grew up; now he’s seven
All sporty aand althletic
When he isn’t playing sports
He’s up to his antics
My brother Seth
He loves me so
Though if I ask him for a drink
To get it he wouldn’t go
Through all his mischeif,
His wacky-silly grin
I see a noble heart
And that’s why I love him

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Joni Keith on Feb 22, 2009
Aw, what a sweet tribute to your brother. Funny when we’re kids we don’t say these things.
Annie Hintsala on Feb 22, 2009
What a lovely poem Noelle! You have a good command of the language for such a young lady. Oh, if only my students wrote so well!
Morgana on Feb 23, 2009
I enjoyed reading your poem. It has a nice flow , very cute and fun
S A JOHNSON on Feb 23, 2009
This is so sweet and loving, great work!
Olivia Reason on Feb 24, 2009
Yes, I can totally relate to this poem. I have a baby brother, too. He nearly 6′2″ tall, but he’s my baby brother…
Candace on Mar 11, 2009
well Im begining to wonder if these are true statements or you jost thought you would y\use him as a subject because I dont think of either of two siblings as that!
Seth on Jun 15, 2009
i love it.It makes me feel warm inside.It’s so loving and kind!

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