Tribute to my father

For Father


Too often do days go by,
When your efforts are taken for granted,
Your strength and endurance tested,
Your will power challenged,

And on you move.


The seasons change from warm to cold,
People change from
sweet to bitter,

And on you move.

Wisdom lurks behind those wise eyes,
As you see the light at the end of the tunnel of darkness,
Warm to cold to warmer than before,
Sweet to bitter to sweeter than before,

And on you move.

Aakifah Mahomed

Copyright All Rights Reserved Aakifah Mahomed 20 August 2014

Any use of any part of this material without written consent and authorization from the author is strictly forbidden under the laws of copyright and is considered plagiarism which is a criminal offence.

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