Dear Big Brother;
You never complain; you’re a gentle soul;
The same birthday as our mother;
And the first that she would hold;
The foundation has been set; big shoes you must fill;
Father’s good name;
Mothers’ strong will;
They are both one in the same.
So you can’t go wrong;
And you need not fret;
Though the pressure is on;
The foundation has been set.
Cut from good cloth; I know you have the heart;
Fill those shoes with honor---ready, set, START!
Written by Eunece V. Franklin-2014
“A Family Sonnet...“Dear Big Brother” (Vol. 1)
Walk with me on this journey…

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