Dressed in his best bib and tucker
All ready for his first day of school
Mom was tearful but he was excited
‘Cause riding the bus would be cool

His little brother looked out the window
Asking Mom why he couldn’t go
She explained that he was a bit too young
And he’d be ready in three years or so

Two little brothers who were a lot alike
But different in so many other ways
Both picked dandelions for their Mom
Walking from the bus on Spring days

Forever best friends through thick and thin
The boys knew they could count on each other
Whether playing or squabbling or just being quiet
Each always looked out for his brother

From mud pies and tinker toys to bikes, cars and girls
Two little boys grew to be fine men
Now with homes and families of their own
They still talk about ‘way back when

Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
May 21, 2007
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