Saturday 15 October 2016

~WISHES TO MY SAIL WHEN AT SEA~


I sit to watch his demeanor
One that resembles that of a minor
Even though so much waxed in age
You could hardly tell from his playful nature
When amidst children.


He is slow to anger
Quiet when at hunger
His laughter beams brighter
Always on point even when on humour
An inspirer
A good singer
My very first piano teacher


He will direct you like a compass
And often trap you in his vocabs
Like a hunter.


His smiles are so infectious and contagious
So hard to be cured like Ebola,
Never willing to miss a thing
So his lips he never rests
Till his doubts are settled
And questions digested.


He is my sail when at sea
My dreams he helps me see
So his advises in troubled times I seek
He is a brother, and a friend
And as I say happy birthday
And all I meant to say is
May God bless you now and always.

---Fampah Coyish---

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