Thank you dear brother,
You bring to me delight,
When I call you for help,
Everything turns out alright.

I always put much trust in you.
Big brother has a protective arm,
Many time extending it outward,
Shielding little sister from harm.

I still go running to you,
When things seem tough,
You smooth out the edges,
Making my life less rough.

İLadyGayle
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1 Corinthians 13: 7

Love
Bears all things,
Believes all things,
Hopes all things,
Endures all things.