4th August 1992
Was the year my dad bid this world farewell
To be with his Maker in eternal rest
A peaceful being went home before his time
Because of man's wicked act meant out to him
But Heavens knows all the answer
That time will ever tell
Yet the footprint of dad lingers on
On the sands of time
Little did I no dad but a lot tells about him
Because I was still a child when he left
How I look like him am a replica of my dad
Living without a father
Was a bit tough and challenging
At such a time when one needed him around
I grew stronger than ever
I fought my way through life
To keep life afloat going
As not having all life afford
Who walk the mile to make sure
I and my siblings are fine
She trying to feel the vacuum
Playing the role of both parent figure
Whose love for family is top priority
Looking back to those days
Of dad been much alive and around
The humility he possess is not here
No one can contain
I know He is looking down right on me
Been proud of what have become
Over the years he left to be with his maker
Am also proud of you dad been your son
You are always remember by your loving son
From a beloved son to a loving dad
Late JOHN A. OKOH
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