Weekend pass , I went alone.
Though one day late, it was my own.
Being back home it was the best.
Peace and quiet, never put to the test.
Always early I awaken.
By my brother, I am shaken.
With my sibling, playing video games.
No arguments, and no needless flames.
Coming back I do regret.
Bonds that I will not forget.
Great poem! :)
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