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A day like this,over 2 decades,
My mom was in maternity shades,
Undergoing intense pains of labour,
She perservered it though sour,
A baby boy was atlast born,
Lamech,his name,Igweee a self-sworn,
Thanks a lot mama,the tiny lad is now grown.

Life has shaped me all along,
Though harsh I have learnt to belong,
Getting and lacking are all attributes,
The outcome shouldn’t breed disputes,
I have passed through real hell,
But thank God all will be well,
It’s a year added,Lord,lessen my plight.

The year hasn’t been good at all,
It started out bitter like gall,
I lost a fundamental pillar,
But God has been my healer,
Atleast I can afford a smile,
After a miserable thorny mile,
Thanks Chineke ooh,let your grace flow.

Its my birthday,yeah am growing,
I aint perfect,but still baking,
I may be that offending,
But soon I will be glowing,
Keep on moulding me,
When astray,correct me,
It’s a year added,a one full of maturity.

Thanks pals for being by me,
You’ve always done the best for me,
I promise to keep the bond stronger,
And the camaraderie lane longer,
It’s a year added on me,
But also a perfect continuous love from me,
Merci! Merci! merci!,am grown,yeah,wiser

PoetIgweee

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