raillery

you, my youthful enemy
now, my dearest friend
how it happened, who can say
I cannot comprehend
hostility transformed
rivalry became raillery
and words and wit
no more to wound
my wounds instead they balm
it's you I turn to now
for laughter or for calm
the world is hard and often I
feel lonely or feel lost
bewildered and befuddled
and my heart tempest-tossed
but, brother mine,
you make me laugh
or cry along with me
it makes me oh, so happy
that you're my family