My Darling Little Babe Poem by Joshua Adewumi

My darling little babe,
Those hours are still mine:
When you cried
In the curl of my arms.
You called for mother's nipple,
Looking at father's dimple.
Love was all you wanted.

Then that hour came
That you crawled'
That you took a toddle,
With many more ahead.

The day you took the satchel,
Hurrying to the school gate
Through the college corridors,
To the university hostel,
To the doctor's desk,
To your pinnacle.

I could still well remember,
They are still all mine.
That the day you walked,
That day you find your lost bone,
That day you opened the blue portal
Is still very clear to me.
That day
That I joyed and looked into this very hour
With hope and great expectation;
You again in my very arms:
Oilly fontanelles, sleeping eyes,
And better coming days,
Like those that ran by.