He stands | A poem

He stands tall and lanky Full of wit and vitality Eager to be a man Equally eager to live his childhood Dreams of the future fill his Simple self with passion That should only belong to Strong and mighty men Unafraid to live and unafraid to die His only fear is to be alone Lover of heroic figures He hopes to be one himself Tender and empathic Not afraid to cry Simple Yet filled with zest Smart But more importantly wise Loving Only wants love in return Lover all creatures and their beloved Maker A boy who only wants to evolve to a man A man who Loves Protects And makes people laugh from his wit. His name Hobart Nehemiah But I call him Brother

He stands tall and lanky Full of wonder and youth Eager to be like his brother Yet his own person Happy with youth Dreams of the future fill his Naive and simple mind And it brings comfort To those who know him Happy to be alone And happy to fulfill his brothers need To be present Lover of life And all the simple things That makes it a happy one Simple Yet filled with fiery passion Smart But more importantly kind Loving But willing to fight for justice Lover of people and the One who created them A boy who only wants to be like his brother A man who Cares Loves And lives a happy and simple life. His name Hyder Crispin Flint But I call him Brother Together Hobart and Hyder Changed the world Together Hobart and Hyder Changed me