By Christian

~Jakob~

Every time I find

The time to remind

That I would be nothing

I would be bluffing

If I said I don't care

About that long hair

And about that grin

Right above his chin

But I don't own

That accident prone

Funny little man

He made me who I am

I love him with all my heart

It would hurt to be apart

Even though he farts

And his smart-alek remarks

I love his eyes

I wouldn't plan his demise

He was born to stand out

Not dawdle in the crowd

He is not a copy

He is an only

The one, the only

Jakob

(This was written by Christian. After a particularly rough day of fighting and generally not getting along, I gave them the 'what-for' and told them to go write as many good things as they could think of about each other. Chris came to me with this beautiful and eloquent poem a little while later. It was so heart-felt and sincere. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have.)