The Father's Love - Poem

Oh how much my father loves me ;he was first alone and thought of someone who he could call his own
some one just like him
higher above the angels
who has dominion and power
who expresses unconditional love
who has the authority to create
who he'll fellowship with
and then he decided to create me.
i was made.

Oh how the angels celebrated as the father over his priceless creation
in us was his glory
in pair he created me

Oh how i remember sitting on my fathers lap in the cool of the evening
While he showed me all the plans he had for me
his thought for me were all good and no evil
that i may  dwell in good health
even as my soul prospers
he said the sun, moon and the stars were to obey my command
i love the way he made me name the animals
the dog
the lion
fishes, and even the birds
i remember how he laughed when i named the hipopotamus
but he respected my decision

We did everything together
i was he's child
i was God
but it was short lived
i fell, i failed, i lost it all
the glory, the relationship
for a long time he watched me suffer
i lost it all
so much i havn't learnt

Yet,God, in his unconditional love
went through the process of recreation again
he created one that was perfect, pure, just and righteous
just to reconcile sinful me

Now i stand in his presence blameless
I can called him daddy again
i am his glory
i am his pride
i stand tall shoulder high cause am the apple of his eyes
oh how much God loves me

-Osahen Oghogho