Son Poem by Olutayo K Osunsan

To hold you in my hands
And offer to you all I have;

To move the shadows of mountains
And cast the glorious light on you;

To silent the plans of evil critics
That you my learn to fly freely;

To make the world a better place
For you to live happily in smiles;

To learn from my youthful flaws
And be a better man for you;

To be your gracious and loving dad
And show you the best a man can be;

To tilt the mighty arms of providence
To favor everything you say or do in this world.

All this I will do to make you glad that I am the man who calls you son, my son.