Brother Please Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

Brother Thomas climbed into a tree
So high he climbed where none could see
Mad he was, so mad and mean
Tommy climbed to hide away unseen

Brother, brother won't you please
At least be nice, Oh brother please
I hear a sound and it sounds like bees
Oh where oh where can 'brother' be

There you are, now I see
Where you were hiding in this maple tree
I also see you met the bees
My, how fast you are; Wait for me

(10/17/2020)