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Fatherhood has never been easier
Specially when you have a son like me; and you busier
You chose to give me
And my siblings
Ola, Ethel and Otavie
What no one would; the way
I remember my first colour box
Carried it all over like chicken pox
Back in Junior Secondary
(I was the first pupil to ever have one)
I remember the very many clothes
Shoes, pocket money and paper boats
Ooohhh...
I remember my first mobile phone,
I was in J.S 3
I remember your kisses on my cheek
How I sat on your lap and touched the beard on your cheek
I was four then
I remember you cooked porridge yam and killed a hen
When mummy first went to the hospital
I was eight; and enjoyed it in total
I remember saying 'No' to your many instructions
Yet you stood by me; on my skin applying lotions
Those instructions made me the man that I have grown into
Not little
Every second I look back
The memories ; the flash backs
The many ways you loved us
Deep and affectionate plus more
I just love you more
And pray that God grace you
With more of divine strength and divine wisdom too.
You, (quietly) are my hero. I love you.
Happy Birthday Daddy
Eighty-one and still counting.
(c)@samindukapoetry
www.poeticsami.blogspot.com
Specially when you have a son like me; and you busier
You chose to give me
And my siblings
Ola, Ethel and Otavie
What no one would; the way
I remember my first colour box
Carried it all over like chicken pox
Back in Junior Secondary
(I was the first pupil to ever have one)
I remember the very many clothes
Shoes, pocket money and paper boats
Ooohhh...
I remember my first mobile phone,
I was in J.S 3
I remember your kisses on my cheek
How I sat on your lap and touched the beard on your cheek
I was four then
I remember you cooked porridge yam and killed a hen
When mummy first went to the hospital
I was eight; and enjoyed it in total
I remember saying 'No' to your many instructions
Yet you stood by me; on my skin applying lotions
Those instructions made me the man that I have grown into
Not little
Every second I look back
The memories ; the flash backs
The many ways you loved us
Deep and affectionate plus more
I just love you more
And pray that God grace you
With more of divine strength and divine wisdom too.
You, (quietly) are my hero. I love you.
Happy Birthday Daddy
Eighty-one and still counting.
(c)@samindukapoetry
www.poeticsami.blogspot.com
Great piece Sammy. more ink to ur pen...
ReplyDeleteThanks alot.
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