Being bullied I cry my tears,
but he's my superhero no need to fear.
Throw a fist and pick me up,
the who wipes my tears and gives me my sippy cup.
Big brother, the one who teases me, the only girl,
I look up to him and he helps me in this world.
I admit I'm annoying most of the time,
but since we've grown up we're just fine.
Yes we're more mature, I see it with my eyes,
but I still see my big brother when I was one he was five.
He whispered in my ear, "I love you little sister dear,"
"Big brother I love you too you're always here."
My owie fixer, secret keeper, and best friend,
we have our needs, to each other we tend.
I love my big brother like he loves me,
his little sister so much,
my mind and heart is what he has touched.