Twenty-nine years have gone by,
And each year that goes by-
My respect for you grows.
Eight years, I did not know you,
And I wish I had.
I recall little of the first few years that I knew you,
Yet I know that I always respected and cared for you.
I saw you in school everyday, but not at home.
And when I visited you on the weekends,
I was always in awe of you.
Years passed, and an artist blossomed.
An artist who was passionate about what he loved,
And about what he belived in.
Family was always on your mind,
And you always stood up for us.
The strength you show, when times are tough-
Is something I will always admire.
The love you have, for the sisters that follow you-
Is something I will always cherish.
The talent you have-
Is something I will always be envious of.
The things you do when people overstep-
Is something I will always applaud.
And the love you have for your family-
Is something I will always hold in high regard.