Moving On

Moving On

By George Amadi

Yuletide season’s decorations

Everywhere like mushrooms

Sprouting, no fond memories

Recalling, yet, my inner voice

Inspiring, for Christmas yearns.

Though of one grief too many

I will not forget, still of a debt

Owed that the Lord has paid

I will, as long as the sun shines,  

Remember, so help me Father.

But for the fair one that I love

Whom it has pleased Him to

Recall and in His Holy bosom

To hold tight, with faith I must

Now rejoice, my life moving on.

Lagos, Dec. 13, 2014