Well my little learned one the years have passed you well.
And proud am I to call on you and share my kiss-and-tell.

I may not tell you always how much I really care
Or keep you in my circle, my darkest thoughts to share.

I’ve not always been the brother you’ve needed through your past.
But now we stand as adults and all you need is ask.

The honour you bestow on me by calling me your friend
Is a title that I cherish more than anyone could comprehend.

In all you do and all you see may God go well with you
For all you dream and hope for, depends on what you do.

And if by grace your dreams come true and blessings fall on you
My happiness will multiply by everything you do.

I love you more than you will know am proud as one could be,
My sister and my dearest friend, thank-you for loving me.