i realized yesterday
that i don’t think there is a day that goes by
that i don’t say the words,
that i don’t think there is a day that goes by
that i don’t say the words,
“i have four older brothers”
maybe it is to validate the manly burps or to relate to the guys….
maybe it is because it is because i just really like to brag about them…
maybe i am just so stinkin grateful i had good ones that didn’t kill me
at some point in my childhood.
maybe its because,
though i wouldn’t tell them to their faces,
i am so proud of them.
love you,
~m
