Gift Jnr.

My Son,  yes my darling  Prince,
I am sorry for the pains you been through,
I salute you for being a gentle soul all along,
You have struggled past all the barriers,
You have conquered the monsters,
Of lifelessness and diseases,
You have pulled through
The sharp pains of life
Fought for your freedom,
Fought for your position,
Keep the healthy battle,
In this tempting moments,
You have been through the worst,
This is a minor test,
And I am proud of you boy,
For you will make us proud
Your Mama will be so happy,
To know you're her fashion guru,
The joy of my family is you,
The anchor of my love is you.
I know you shall survive,
All the temptation of the Devil.
You will rejoice forever,
To the greatness of existence
Yes the apple of my life
The reason for my toil and breath
Amen.