Thank you
lord
For the womb
that carried me
For the
breasts that fed me
For the hands
that cared for me
Thank you
lord
For my infant
days
Despite all
the ailments and diseases
I came to no
harms
Despite all
the falls, injuries and infections
I never lost
my life
Thanks you
lord
For my
boyhood
For in all my
endeavors, you were with me
For the hands
that scolded me
For if the
rod had been spared
What would I
have become of me?
Thank you lord
For how
you’ve gradually made a man out of me
For the good
and bad times in my life
For the many
things which your love taught me
And his still
teaching me
All Rights Reserved (c) Akan E. Udofia 2013
All Rights Reserved (c) Akan E. Udofia 2013
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