Poetry

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WORDS OF HONOUR
In Honour of Junior.
The pen kissed the paper,
In honour of a baby,
In honour of a boy,
In honour of a young man.

The ink married the paper,
For better
And for love,
A baby to honour
A boy to honour
Now, a young man to honour.

On April full,
A baby was given
On April one
A baby boy was born
Unto my humble home
And unto this generation.

As a mark of my love,
For my sister, his mother,
And as a symbol of my love,
For my new son,
All my names were given him:
That he migh grow up like me.

Then I did not know
That I am not good enough
For a son to grow up like me
In stature, in conducts, in spirit
That I need to grow up myself
Into the fullstature of Jesus Christ.

His early life first word
The first word of his life,
The word we must all cherish,
desire and purpose to sing hereafter
was "Halleluiah!"

His first song of love
His toddler song, say it all
"Omo Baba lemi se,
Nipa igbagbo
Ninu Jesu,
Sebi Baba mi loni le o
Ki ma rin, ki n maa falala."

Translation:
"I am the son of the Father,
By faith in Jesus
My father owns the land o,
I am free to walk, walk leisurely,
princely."

Your double two years,
Junior, will lay the foundation
For better things to come
Long life and prosperity
As the son of your
Father in Heaven, Amen.
Twenty-two cheers!

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