Dad,
I Love.
I
felt you in my loins,
Heavens
knew ‘ere you were born,
To
you, I will be enjoined,
And
together we win,
For
I love to be your Dad, Son.
I
promise to toil for you,
And
beyond a reward to you,
All
that you ask of me,
I
pride to extract of me,
For
I love to be your Dad, Son.
He
that’s blessed is me,
Thanking
the almighty is me,
Great
is a reward to me,
Great!
You choosing me, Son,
For
I love to be your Dad, Son.
By
Tickler,
Son
of ‘the unquenched’
Kevin
Murungi
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