A Letter To a Son

Now,the pumpkin is ripe,
we're only a few days from the year's first mealie cob.
The cows are giving us lots of milk,
taken in the round it isn't a bad year at all-
if it weren't for your father.
Your father's back is back again
and all the work has fallen on my shoulders,
your little siblings are doing fine at school,
only Linda's becoming a problem.
You'll remember we wrote you-did you get our letter?
-you didn't answer-you see,since your father's back started,
we haven't been able to raise enough to send Linda to school,
she spends most of the time crying alone;
it's mainly because because of her that I'm writing this letter.
I had thought you would be with us last xmas,
then I thought maybe you were busy
and you'll make it at easter-
it was then your father nearly left us son,
then I thought I would come to see you soon before the cold season sets in-
you know how I hate that time of year-but then your father went down again
and this time,worse than any other time before.
We were begginng to think he would never see another sowing season.
I asked your sister Linda to write you,but your father wouldn't agree
-you know how stubborn he is when he has to lie in bed all day
or,gets one of those ***** notions of his that everybody is deserting him!
Although we had to borrow a little from those who have it 
to treat your father,and you know how he hates borrowing!
     That's all I want to say.
     I do hope you would be with us soon.
     It's so long ago since we saw you last,
      -I hope this letter finds you still at the old address,
      the only address we know.

Copyright © Nwando Obianyor | Year Posted 2007

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