Little Dan

March 23, 2010
By iamkarin SILVER, El Dorado, Kansas
iamkarin SILVER, El Dorado, Kansas
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You eat popcorn like it’s sugar.
Eyes like denim, laid back, like you.
You’re just vanilla.
Vanilla skin, vanilla hair.
Dimples that tickle your smile.
I never thought I could find room in my heart
for an ornery monster like you,
but I did.
You have a cowlick parting waves of your goldish hair.
Golly I love you,
‘cause you’re my brother—the youngest that I have—
Little Dan.


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