Brooklyn's Poem he wrote for poem in the pocket day at school

I love my baby brother.
I love when he plays with me.
I love his company.
I love when he let's me feel like I'm the Daddy.
I love when he carries my lunchbox to school.
I love when he sleeps with me.
I love when my little brother attacks me.
I love him.

Like Brooklyn


Things have been hard for him and he is such a joy for our family.