My Heart Smile To You

Fear not for i hold you in my heart I was not bought but was made In the perfection of the image of the maker My heart smiles to you all for your good wishes You sang melodiously to me in tribulation To calm my dying soul which seek help. I won't forget your kindness in the dark But your warmth enduring smiles will last Forever in my smiling heart of hope. Tell Ugonma, i am doing good now She is not a deceiver all i know To Ugochinyere, for holding my pen THose times i dosed off on the table in the night Tell Nnamdi, i forget not his tales and poems My ears are dying to listen again without pain Mother was there when the dreams were slippery Away but she made my heart smiled again Thanks to the great beholders of pen They inspired me dawn and dusk in their books Acknowledgement so long i wrote in absence of gut Inspire my orders in the dawn not revised motion Skeletal wishes from the immovable heart of a queen To Ranyinudo, for guiding my thoughts to book I won't forget the whispering of that lonely queen She sang to me and showed me what love means to her To the people of Exra-ordinary- talents(POET) warm wishes Embraces to Mccoy, who slept every day with the manuscript Kisses have i sent to father for his moral support My sister showed me what womanhood stood for, grace to her My brother danced day and night to see me through My heart smiles to you all for your kind gesture Register your good deeds in your heart some are registered in my palms for rewards I wished for my wish to become a wish come true So to increase your worth and value Say me well to Nwayibe, i hold her Tight in my heart but my erudite pen will fail me in honouring you here. TO Ifeanyi, i love your courage TO Mbanefu, i promise never disappointing Disgrace not fear but handle him with care. To chimaobim, I am becoming a great writer. To Ifesinachi, thanks for teaching me how to hold pen John chizoba vincent cares, i cares for you all To ifedayo, i promise to beat the drum louder. To my ancestral home, i will write about You when the world recognizes my voice To my humble friend, the pen, i hold you high above all My image maker, God, i love you above all My photocopy, mother, i missed your love To my carbon copy, father i am doing just fine. My humble heart smiles to you all. ©John chizoba Vincent