Yesterday was my brother's birthday. We live far away, so I sent a card and a gift, and we called him last night. He is my only sibling, and special to me. We're looking forward to a long visit this summer when we return to my home state. He, his wife, my husband and I love to travel the back roads, looking for terrific little cafes, general stores, and antique shops. It's just fun to be together and I wish we were closer, but glad we do spend time together as much as possible. A poem for Jim,
My Little Brother
my little brother,
director of a band,
leader of the church choir,
father and grandfather of a household,
saver of cats and dogs,
really-all manner of living things.
He's a grand manager of his life.
But all I see is
my little brother