Kevin is my brother,
He is also my friend,
He is affected by asperger,
But no one can offend.

I like his type of humor,
His jokes I just can not stand.
He likes to go outside,
His skin is ever so tanned.

He cooks like a professional chef,
He draws like a from-birth painter.
He is like any other brother,
A talented entertainer.

My family will always love him,
From birth, to the end.
That is what we call family,
Something money can not spend.

By Stasia (9 years old)
June 2007

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