For you
I will bundle the day in my palm
To bear the whips and scorns of life
With a never tired face or pain

For you
Tolling and striving daily
Is only a daily exercise to keep fit

For you
The rain is a sun that strengthen my weakness
And the sun a rain that cools my hotness

For you
I will give my all
To smoothen the path you walk
And courage is my watchword

For you
Even with my last strength
I did play the game of a father


(C) Sunday Oyinmiebi