Frantic footsteps came running into the house
As the young little girl screeched in fright
‘Mum Mum…..help….eeeeekkkk save me’
Not far behind was her older brother
Brandishing around what looked like a snake
Running real fast she slide on the floor
And stopped right next to her mum
Then hid behind as she watched her bro
Advancing forward with what looked like a dead snake
Mum looked at her son then at her young child
And shook with laughter that she controlled so well
‘Harry you better put that eel down right now’
You know very well your sisters scared of those things
Looking up she cried and moaned
‘Eww MUM that thing is dead…can’t you make him bury it instead’
Then staring intently at her son…she flicked her eyes
Just a tad so he knew and understood
Kay’s brother slumped his head…’Aww Muuuuuuum’
Lifting her eye brow and folding her arms
She tapped her foot softly and looked intently at bro
Then glancing sullenly at his younger sis
He shook the dead eel before he left
As he said with an evil smirk
‘He’s coming to get you sis
Then her mum held her close
And comforted her still
As she softly and gently
Held her close
‘Its ok sweetie mummy’s here’
‘I will not let that happen to you’
I no longer cared I was in pure bliss
My mum held me close in her arms
Protecting me from my evil bro
©Kaila George 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As an older brother its part of our programing to mess around with the little once, not to the point of keeping a dead snake but enough to make them mad. My little sister likes snakes anyways she captured one and kept it as a pet for almost a year. This was adorable Kaila, a simple story from your childhood brought backed as a keep sake for everyone, thank you for the memory I'll remember to be less evil to my little sister. Mums the word!