To my brother, Alvin Webb. Thanks for everything.

I haven't always behaved like the loving big brother,
My mistakes and ignorance sometimes got in the way.
But with age and maturity has come a realization
That there's something to you I need to say.

Through my growing pains and trials, you supported me,
Your jokes and talks laced with genuine concern.
When pressures were weighing down upon me,
You were one of the few to whom I could turn.

In the light of my good fortune I wanted you there,
Sharing the validation for the work I have done.
But the real triumph was appreciating family,
Knowing that in the struggle to repair bridges, I've won.

We weren't as close as I would've liked growing up,
Being uniquely different, we had warring minds.
With age, however, respect is setting in,
Making our common denominators easier to find.

As we both set out to fulfil our destinies,
May growing closer to each other be one of our goals.
For you, Alvin Webb, make me proud to be your brother,
And I thank you for helping me be true to my soul.