There goes Lucky our friend
he lives three blocks away
jolly as he skips back home
Lucky is such a Lucky chap
While for us we had father
blessed also with the warmth mother exudes
Lucky makes us green in envy
For he has himself two fathers
When in school it’s ‘mother’s day’
all our mums are seen to chat
and right there at the corner wing
we all can see one of Lucky’s dads
Yesterday we wore sweaters
mine was blue, others in colours too
we all had our names knitted
but neither of Lucky’s father could
Tomorrow we’ll be there to cheer
our mothers will be singing
will they allow either of Lucky’s fathers?
Perhaps it’s time to rent a mom
All of us has God-mothers
we love them for the bear gifts
but if Lucky’s has only fathers
does he need a god-mother?
Every time we get to talk
All save one talk of mothers
After all, his is different.
Originally published at wolespeaks.blogspot.com.ng on July 27, 2016.