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Kolade Seun


Birthday Wish


To toil till strong thy parents as a soilder. From whence thou were a toddler. Oh thanks your mother for been with a soilder! Salutations to thy father for been a great soilder. What do I offer? Can it ever be proper? I know thou art not a pauper? Or does thou cometh in need of my little feather? Oh no! Not from a mediocre. But wait to ponder, what do I have, that I offer? I know I have not to offer. Thine creator, our creator, has His bouquet of offerings for thou. I believe, he has prepared a furnace of wonder for thou, or does thou shaketh such bother from thy shoulder? This is just the beginning forthwith!

Submitted: Friday, August 23, 2013
Edited: Sunday, November 30, 2014
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Topic of this poem: friendship


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