You punched me in the face.
It was an accident, I know.
Caught in the throes of fraternal love,
you threw your arms out to embrace your bro,
oblivious to the position of my face in
relation to the distance between your shoulder and your fist.
Oh, you must have felt so guilty.
But it really was quite funny.
Honestly, I couldn’t have asked for better circumstances
under which to be punched in the face for the first (and only) time,
and I always think of it with affection
for loving your brother so much
and for having