Gift of Prosperity

To my recipes in the kitchen, the blue-fire steams the groceries
Breakfast time, there goes a companion, isn’t she gorgeous
As virtuous as my mother, Dads’ wife
And precious as Dads’ present to me; my first Laptop

My first laptop joy I bestow on the faces
Of my children, Nigeria, Africa and the universe
Unto that engaging day their destiny is carved
Like an ocean of hilarity with airborne doves around it

(C) 2009
The True Poesy

written by Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

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