MY BROTHER TIM
Read record labels, age of two
How he did it, I’ve no clue
Collected pennants as a lad
You should see how many he had
Played football and baseball while in school
Touch-downs and homeruns were the rule
In high school he was a chess master
Those who challenged faced disaster
Outstanding when it comes to math
Accounting always was his path
Dungeon Master, D & D
His adventures were for free
For Amway he was a distributor
His family were all contributors
Then he sold make-up for ladies
Even nice car seats for babies
He’s a wiz on the computer
Doesn’t even need a tutor
Survived the Sylmar fire, too
Came out without repairs to do
But the Sylmar earthquake got him
Just a bit from top to bottom
He never was a trouble-maker
Instead, he is a good caretaker
He signed up to be a Big Brother
To the son of a single mother
He never leaves his house alone
Brings homemade cookies when visiting home
He’s a sibling like no other
I’m proud to say he is MY BROTHER