'Roots of My Becoming'
When life grew heavy, and shadows fell near,
You stood beside me, year after year.
Since Father's farewell in two-thousand five,
Your love and your hands kept my dreams alive.
When Mother departed in twenty-fifteen,
You carried my burdens, both silent, unseen.
Through hunger and hardship, through nights full of tears,
You planted me hope, and silenced my fears.
My sister, a pillar, who paid every due,
My aunty in the U.S., so faithful and true.
You fed me with kindness, with bread and with care,
And taught me that blessings are best when we share.
My grandma, now resting since December last year,
I miss you so deeply, your voice I still hear.
Your prayers still echo, your love lights my way,
In memories cherished, you're with me each day.
My uncle, my step-siblings, a family of grace,
You shaped my journey, gave me a place.
Each coin for my schooling, each meal that you gave,
Reminds me of love that's steadfast and brave.
Now as I begin this new chapter of me,
In the halls of the university,
I promise you this — with a heart that is proud,
I'll rise to the skies and call your names loud.
For this is the start, not the end of the song,
Your faith in my future will carry me strong.
I'll honor your love, your patience, your trust,
For making me someone from ashes to dust.
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