My Little Brother (Inspired by Wayne) My little brother, was my best friend Always together, way back then Diggin' for worms, most of the day A fishin' we were goin', we would say We'd put 'em in a bucket, for awhile Then pour 'em on the ground, all in a pile We had no fear, of lizards and snakes On rainy days, we'd make mud pies and cakes We'd climb that OLE apple tree, way up high Eat green apples, and look at the sky Barefoot we'd go, off to the creek Salamanders and frogs, we did seek We never got bitten, I'm glad to say Mostly they all, just ran away Winter would come, we'd play in the snow We'd play so long, our noses would glow Our favorite thing, a snowball fight We'd throw them so hard, with all our might We tried to build, a snowman or two We were too little, to see it through Those were the days, of youth so sweet Running and playing, in our bare feet My little brother, was my best friend A brother forever, until the end © Teresa L. Gryder

My Little Sister (Inspired by Kathy) My little sister, is such a pest I can't get, a moments rest She follows me around, all day long Skipping and humming, a silly song I try to run, and hide away She seeks me out, and wants to play All through the day, she is just there My oh my, too much to bare She's only four, with a cute little giggle It doesn't matter, she likes to wriggle How do I explain, I need some peace All this attention, has to cease Just a shadow, she has become Right behind, chewing her gum Blowing her bubbles, left and right It popped in her face, Oh what a sight I turned and looked, and there she was I ask her why, she said cuz We laughed so hard, we both fell down My little sister, looked like a clown It was at that moment, I came to see Just how much, she meant to me What would I do, if she were gone Not much I guess, I'd be all alone  © Teresa L. Gryder

Granny On a hot summers night, In the middle of June A far away whippoorwill, singing a tune Fireflies flying, around in the dark Off in the distance, we hear a loud bark Granny on the porch, in her rocking chair My brother and I, Oh what a pair She watched and she laughed, as we caught our bugs We ran to her, to give her some hugs She looked at us, with love in her eyes Nothing is better, than family ties I have to run now, I see a toad Hopping and jumping, going toward the road We have to run fast, it can't go far Granny so thoughtful, she brings us a jar My brother gets there, long before me Picks up the toad, with so much glee We watch it awhile, as it looks through the glass Waiting and hoping, for it's fear to pass He looks at us, as if to say Please set me free, So I too can play  We open the lid, it makes a slight sound The toad so happy, jumps to the ground It's growing late, now time for bed Playtime over, and we've been fed We go inside, and close the door The sounds of the night, we hear no more That last glass of water, we must get Granny said yes, just don't get wet Now there we are, all snug in our bed With dreams of tomorrow, filling our head Granny bends over, and gives us a kiss The sandman comes, with dreams of pure bliss © Teresa L. Gryder