*With Jeremiah 1:5, I *wish my humble Self,*
*A Happy Birthday.*
Could this be true?
That on this special day,
A Poet was born?
Oh! *May* I age with grace.

Let the heavens rejoice
With me, for this is my day.
A day to be crowned uncommon,
A day that has brought many days.

I pray fervently on this day:
That I may be prosperous
That I may be courageous
That I may live on, and with tenacity.

On this day…
I remember that precious womb
That housed me for nine months.
Indeed this is a special day.

On this day…
Mother cried joyously
Oooh! Mother, I felt it now what you felt then,
But, this day bestows you the joy of motherhood.

You asked that I should bear
This name; God is greater than *”dibia”*
Because of the His greatness behind my birth.
But mother, I still wish to remember *”Jer 1:5″* .

Oh, come you friends of mine,
I have cake, come, dine and wine
With me, for today merited it.
As you come, only come with your warm wishes.

*©Udekwe Chikadibia Johnmary* ?? *+1* ??
*Sir. Jeomen*
Specially dedicated to my own Self.
*®18th May 2017.*
All Rights Reserved.

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