My brother turns sixteen today;
I hate that I’m so far away.
But greetings I send
From fair Ireland–
And that’s all that I have to say.
(Posted in Limerick, Ireland, this 18th day of March, 2008.)
Ode to the Day of My Brother’s Birth–in Limerick
March 18, 2008 by sierramist
You are sweet like candy
and your hair is prettier than Andy
I miss you everyday
Why are you so far away?
(posted in Mebane, NC this 18th day of March, 2008)
Dear newly-turned 16-year old,
That’s one super rhyme! You have the makings of a Shakespeare.