Precious one, cute and smart, a gift from mother is he;

Eager to smile, eager to please, he's as good as a child can be.

Running, rolling, caterwauling- he's an attention seeker.

Cheering, chiding and complaining, he's become quite the speaker!

Youthful smile, piercing glare, he's my go-to guy;

Stop, not now! That's what he'll say, as though he holds the sky.

Black, blue, pretty hues, it's all the same to him.

Easy-going, tall and scowling, he's got it all on a whim.

Strong and swift, he's got the gift. I'd be wary as would you,

Though tell a joke, buy some coke, you'll see he's funny too!

Books he hates, yet mine he reads. He's quite a charming brother

Until the day I try and tease, then why, he becomes a bother!

Don't do this, don't do that. You'll get hurt, I say.

Dear me, you lie, says he. I did it the other day!

Yes, that's him, my little brother. He always gets his way!

A/N: A short acrostic for the #mayisblooming contest, and dedicated to PercysBestBuddy.