Pesky Brothers

I'm proud to share this poem by a special guest author, 10 year old Samantha Swantek. Sam earned Top Honors for Pesky Brothers in Florida's Spring 2005 A Celebration of Young Poets Competition. This is Samantha's first published work, and I look forward to reading more from this talented young writer.

Pesky Brothers
Pesky Brothers, like no others,
sometimes they can make me shudder.
Grubby, shouting,
lots of pouting.
Little brothers climb the stairs,
they make my mom glare and glare.
Greasy cups and grimy bowls,
my dad says they were raised by wolves.
Murky bath water,
bloody toes.
Don't come near me with that runny nose!
They even share dirty clothes!
Then again, they can be cute.
Even when they burp and toot.
They can really make me smile.
Their hugs are longer than the Nile.
Loveable, snuggable and oh so huggable.
Meet Nick and Jack, they're 6 and 3.
They make life real interesting for me.
Pesky brothers some of the time,
I'm their big sister and I'm glad they're mine!

Sally Bacchetta - Freelance Writer © 2005
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