My Father Poem by Munashe Rupazo

Days and months make my years
But your presence alone serves a thought.


We might leave sweet potatoes and cassava to rot
But your presence alone reminds me your patience.


Your dignity is like a great river that flow heavens’
Your love and mentorship like the great waterfalls


Your comfort is like feathers and furs when one falls
Your joy is like the slapping waters falling


One thing I have learnt in fair ling
Is one thing I will cherish in my years.