From my very first cry, you have always been there
As a big brother that you are, you stayed there
Holding those my fragile-looking fingers
You filled me with a memory that lingers
Your humility dey always give me ginger
You are more calculating than the Ninja
On this special day, I wish I can be a singer
To put the good memories we share into a song
Your ever-presence and warmth is obvious to all
God will bear you up so you can never fall
Heaven will always heed you when you call
You will always meet open doors, not a brick wall
I wish you God's best in this new season, brother
I loved you then, I love you now and always will.
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My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
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