Thanks For Being There For Me
This one is for you J.C
For turning on the light
When the night was too dark
For showing me the way
When the road was closed down
For lending me a hand
When the climb was too tough
For pointing out the way
When the going was directionless
For accommodating me in your shrine
When the cold was too much
For allowing me to fly back under your wings
When I was left exhausted and wounded
How could I have crossed the stream?
Without you constructing the bridge
How could I have touched the stars?
Without you propelling me to space
How could I have seen the light?
Without you lending me your lens
How could have smelled the roses?
Without you guiding me like a dove
I’ve been wondering
How could I have finished the race?
Without your cheers
You cheered all the way
Even when I was short of breath
You provided me with the strength
I staggered as I struggled to walk
Crawled when others were speeding away
I even fainted in the middle of the race
I however picked up the pieces
Not just because I found the reserve
But because you never stopped clapping
Praying
Preaching
You never stopped believing
Thanks for being there for me
© Churchill Okonkwo 2009
