I Am Proud Of You Poem by Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo

I take pride in very few things
Of which the most loved are my siblings

We were as little as children were then
From the same source at intervals; I can’t tell when

Spoons, plates, and kisses we shared
But greater bound were the love for each other on which we fed

Papa and mama will tell us we had them but we were by ourselves stronger
That we could pull down any wall and rebuild it together

We loved papa and mama but each of us held to each other the most
To stand side by side and about one another boast

One might fall off the track but will certainly smile to see a familiar hand
Of his brother or sister pulling him from the sand

I love my siblings, everyone who knows us can tell
How proud, strong and confident parents could be with a lady, a man, and a male