Drowning…

My Brother
had a boat.
Made out of toffee papers
and soap.

Golden caramel
shone in the noon day sun.
Then one day it sank
deep to the bottom
of the old tin bath.

He laughed
I cried.
He stayed
I moved away.
Yes we are different
Guess I’ll never get to understand why.

Poppy July 31st 2013 ~xx~

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