Hands of Light

Small, stubby hands guide.

They show me the way

When I am lost,

He grips the baseball bat,

Badminton racket firmly.

As I copy him, he corrects

And shows me how.

He builds whatever he wants

With Legos and an open mind.

He begs me to build him a spaceship,

I do it wrong, but he still accepts it

And shows me how to make it better.

He copies me at whatever I do,

I should know better.

Even though he pushes me away

When I show him my love,

I know he still loves me, no matter what.

Young, bold hands guide.

My little brother.