I don't resent my youngest brother.
The one who is in my dad's house,
The one that sees my dad everyday,
The one my dad gives all his attention to.
I don't resent my youngest brother.
He can't be more than 3 years old,
He can't have any idea I exist,
He can't know the feelings I get when I think of him.
I don't resent my youngest brother.
After all, it's not his fault our father is the way that he is.
No, I don't resent my youngest brother.
Instead, I hope for him.
I hope he enjoys our father as much as I once did.
I hope he cherishes everyday he gets to spend with him.
I hope he grows up and decides where he wants to go to college with our fathers help.
I hope our father helps him pay for a trip around the world.
I hope he loves our father until the day he dies.
I hope he gets to do everything I never did with him.
I hope my youngest brother is the one that he never leaves,
Because lord knows he's never stuck around long enough to see any one of us succeed.
I don't resent my you gets brother,
I just hope he gets everything I deserved.
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My Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I have written. It will only be updated when I get ideas for new poems.... So yeah, hope you enjoy (Some poems are based on my personal experience, and some are just what ifs that run through my head) Cover by: EvelyAle...
