The light glared through the glass,
as little johnny came at last.

There were three knocks at the door,
as he tip toed across the floor.

A faint whisper rang through his ear,
as he lifted the handle with no fear.

The door creaked open with a shriek,
as the cold winter night hit him in the cheek.

He let out a faint squeal,
to see what was concealed.

Behind the door stood none other,
than his own big brother.

He questioned his big brother,
as he came in one foot after the other.

His brother said with a gleam on his face,
“I wanted to be here, rather than no other place.”

He hugged his brother with such full arms,
that even his brother couldn't compare the charms.

When at last ever thing was calm,
little Johnny went to bed next to his big brother Tom.