"Catch up",I said, "Catch up", But it was he always trailing Dragging those new shoes Though they were sand paper Until the toes nothing but Dust. Then the new top itched Like a foreign skin So you punctured it Stretching and pulling Until the zip almost Popped. What were you brother So angry and gaged? You grew up to be An amazing parent. Better than I.
For my brother Dear Richard eighteen months my junior.