Relishing the ritual appetites of kith and kin
The vistas of tiding talk on table
A muse to puddle in gales of laughter
Cuddling and curving the furrows of confusion
To hum in haven of multitudes
To virtue the views of time and transcendent
In the extravagant and Atayliana
Reeling remnants on road of Alam
To ounce and pound the chick of Tuscans
In the glistening lights of hub and hotel
An ode to jaw and jibe
For just the jubilant and joyful. A Father!
God be wi’ you Sir!
Your Loving son