Trying times was always what the clock said whenever we checked the time
Yet we were soo rich in our minds despite being without a dime
Maybe its the joy of togetherness
Firmly held by the mother's love we harness

If ever siblings were to be exchanged
Without a doubt I'll decline even if it meant being estranged
Looking back through the years
Still fighting to hold the tears

To my brother Femi and sister Foluke
I thank you for being such a wonderful pair
This is not the end,we are just getting started
We are going to be strong and never parted