My name is Aubrie and I am 14 years old. My little brother, Calvin, is 9. This letter is about him. I would like you to write a poem or short story about him please. Calvin plays football and swims and likes lego and cars and bugs.
Calvin likes bugs
And maybe likes slugs
And maybe worse things
He'll discover.
But I think he's neat
In spite of these feats,
Because he is my little brother.
Of course it is true
There's times that I rue
When he is my little bother.
But
Though it is true
I am bothered through
I will not trade him
For another.