the man of the hour

at 11pm...ish (i think) on this day way way
...way back many years
this guy was born
they called him kenny
certain he was made for great things
and he was...
he is my brother after all!

we used to play with cars and writing essays about mars
(i think i actually wrote about pluto)
he taught me to drive standard and i managed not to wreck his car
he ensured i watched movies and did something other than homework
and paved the way for piercings, although i don't know if he still has any.
he welcomes me home, always with a warm "dad style" embrace
and if i didn't have him, something would feel out of place.
i get to see him this summer, along with the clan,
i will show him my home here, at least that's the plan.

picture time!!!
that is likely either tim horton's or starbucks coffee...
I have a 'bucks around the corner here, so no need to worry...
mr family man, with a family that makes great faces...
mr. music of our crew...good thing he didn't stop at the clarinet.

he is many things, sometimes even a road.

and shares the past with the future...even when it sounds a little goofy

thirty some odd cheers for kenny!!!