5
You spent a whole year stomping
and roaring at the door.
Our house became Jurassic Park,
and you were the dinosaur.
You hunted everyone down
with the teeth of a T-Rex.
Your sisters would run and hide,
knowing they were going to be next.
You’d pretend to lay an egg,
keep it warm but not too hot.
Then turn into a carnivore
and eat it right there on the spot.
But it didn’t last long,
you were only prehistoric for a while.
Eventually you got bigger
and decided to change your style.
Now you have the sharpest claws
and a crazy, wicked grin.
I don’t know what to call you
except my creepy blue friend.
But you’re more to me than that;
You always bring me joy.
Doesn’t matter what the monster is,
You’ll always be my little boy.
- mreyes87
September 21, 2026
12:05 AM
