Our dear little girl
Is now a teen
Or a lady, I should say.
To her sibling,
She's one of many blessings.
To the world,
She's one of many rare gift.
She's a fine poet
Skillful at weaving words like cotton
Molding and shaping them into pattern.
Our little girl is longer timid
She now speak of many wise things
Bringing strong men to their knees,
Making the ignorant sit to think,
And the heavens rise to their feet.
Indeed, you're a blessing and a gift.
Time has changed, and so have you.
(Dedicated to @OluKemsola on her birthday)
Written & Authored by:
Ebenezer O. Akinrinade (CYFI Fellow '12)
|Social Worker |Poet |Editor |Social Media Strategist |Youth & Child Advocate
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