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MY FATHER






Many framed men Hefty yet without course
Many Huge men; many but yet not strong
Many Daddies comes handy, yet not really Daddies
But you my Father; you are out of this world

Of the frame of a house set upon the hill which cannot be hidden
A man brimming with daily tenacity
Considerable yet wise
A custodian of truth not lies

Ever seen a structured entity with a structured approach; yeah that’s my Father
Relentless as the Eagle strolls the skies for her eaglet in winter and summer
Many men may refrain from the cold as a bane; yet in it, you toil, not issuing complain
Spent time with you; never really seen your frowning face; still, u didn’t spare the cane

Many men there is, yet a Good man is scarce
But amongst the few; you aim for the stars
@ ½ a century and 1 still bouncing like a boy
I am certain you will reap many years in abundant Joy


@Bolaji Olaniba (2019)

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