April 14th...”DID YOU EVER INADVERTENTLY GET INJURED WHILE PLAYING WITH YOUR BROTHER?”
POEM – “Adventures With Good Hearted Brother” by N. Elliott Noorlun
Handsome hero, That’s my bro, I’d shadow him, Where’er he’d go.
Like the time we went, To Albert Lea, Our dear grandparents, Were there to see,
My brother said, “Hey El, let’s play, Some baseball catch, To pass the day,”
So out came the gloves, And the fun began,
Cause I’ve always been, Brother’s biggest fan.
He’d fling high balls, O’er power line wire,
I’d catch ’em and try, To throw ’em back higher,
Until the light, Of day did wane,
And to see that ball, I’d have to strain,
My young boy’s eyes, To meet that ball,
Inside my glove, Or let it fall.
Sure enough it got, So dark that night,
When bro flung it high, It went outta sight,
Before I could see, Where the ball would fall,
It cracked my head, Like sledge hammer mall.
Goose egg rose, Upon my head,
And for a moment, Bro thought I was dead,
But such are adventures, With good hearted brother,
I still love him dearly, Like no other!!!