THE SMALL ONE IN PROBLEMS

Hello, reading darlings especially to the friends of the platform of steemit, this is my art of immortalizing the life, that our infinite universe will shine in our imagination, that our words give him life. This is a history of the real life of my little brother Richard and simultaneously a poem.

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She was a girl of height, higher of that of his age,
It was, shy, honest, intelligent, protective
Dreamy, curious, with longing for fitting,
It had seven years, the biggest of two brothers,
That were playing incessantly.


His little brother, smaller,
it was more curious of the normal thing,
with many desires of arranging the things
cars, phones, dolls and others
without obtaining results,
only it was doing it for curiosity.


It was the smallest, and minor of the three
whom did it owe, to take care and to protect.
Into the school they all were getting with him
they saw it in addition to small, vulnerable,
from what, it was very dependent on him
up to leaving it in the lounge of classes.


To go then, with his hermanita to his.
During a morning of classes,
a few children looked for her hurried to tell him,
that his little brother
other children were surrounding it
in the field that was staying in the court.


It ran, ran, ran, up to coming to the place
in effect, they were six children
they were pushing it to take a ball of gum from him
he did not want to deliver to them his ball,
his beautiful mother had given her to him.


And secretly, it took her to him to classes.
The children, saw coming his sister
They began with the mockery,
They were saying to the small one
She, it will not be able to do anything
In a cruel and mocking tone.


The small one, began to cry
And they were saying to them: return me my ball!
To the end the girl came,
it takes his little brother, of the hand
and it separates it aside.


She, it goes to other children
And it arranges him that: return his ball!
They, with mockery they say to him that not,
The girl, takes the decision to go
to the child who has the ball in his hand
He asks him to give it to him.


Other children, they say to him pulled down,
leave it, he does not have the ball!,
She says to them, without lowering the child
to give it so that he delivers it to me!


Without remedy, they resolved to deliver to him the ball
She, one spends it to the child
And it lowers the child to the soil.


When, they went away
She notices of an amazing form
That the child who raised, was bigger than she,
It takes his little brother of the hand
And it takes it to him to the lounge of classes.


Since it did that, the child asks him, answering this one he says to the teacher:
I suppose: result of the anger!

Author: @orquidia

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