My Friend Who Speaks French Poem by Kenneth Chukwunonso Ofuani

My friend who speaks French

Cast it upon thyself that our bed of roses
As each smile is earned have its thorns
With all of it having to do with love
Made it meaningful and worthwhile
Day after day and year after years

If you have yet to see it all
And you are still alive
Live well and live the rest of your life very well
Keeping counts and keeping the records
Of joy and as many blessings as possible

Soon it would have been a long time
To take heart assuring and being consoled
For you my friend who speaks French
There is nothing on the other side of fear
Irrespective of being black or white