Sometimes I wonder

Sometimes I wonder how it’s like to have a brother.
Imagine wrestling and out muscling one other.
Imagine the many attempts to out maneuver each other.
Imagine the warm thought of someone sharing my pillow cover.

Sometimes I wonder how it’s like to have a brother.
Imagine humans at work, at least we’ve got one another.
Imagine someone to share water with from the puddle.
Imagine a target for me to bark “Why you little bugger…”

Sometimes I wonder how it’s like to have a brother.
I really really wonder.