Source

My source of happiness,My source of frustration,He ended my loneliness, My ultimate source of inspiration.  I was blessed with a gift thirteen years ago, And I could not wait to say hello. My little brother was given to me, And if I didn’t have him, I don’t know where I’d be.  He’s just as annoying as all siblings are, As well as funny, smart, and someone everyone loves. My brother almost didn’t make it into this world at birth, But thankfully the doctors refused to let him leave this earth.  I know my brother looks up to me whether he realizes it or not, This motivates me to do better which can feel like a lot, But yet I am as happy as ever and feel like I can never finish improving,I try to open mine and my brother’s eyes to exploring all types of new things.  Without my brother I don’t know what I’d do, For the rest of my life he will be my source of inspiration, my muse.  

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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