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She's Our Hero
- Published: September 2021
A Mother's Pricelessness

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She does her battles quietly,
For her kids, on her knees.
Spending many sleepless nights,
So our lives can be with ease.

She does her battles quietly,
For her kids, on her knees.
Spending many sleepless nights,
So our lives can be with ease.

She takes on our troubles,
While leaving her own behind.
In the midst of stress and strain,
Will still manage to be kind.

She is a calming presence,
For acquaintances far and near.
Will be sought to settle issues,
Whenever hot tempers flare.

She is that ray of sunshine,
Making our home bright and warm.
She is that steady anchor,
When life seems a raging storm.

Easy strength runs in her frame,
Tenderness, within her core.
No matter how little she gets,
Always giving more and more.

She never needs a sidekick,
Fancy clothes really aren't her thing.
But mummy is a superhero,
A magnificent human being.
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Abimbola T. Alabi, you are a wonderful poet. I have read your poetry, love the "work" poem, as well. I can tell you write from the heart and through experiences, which makes for the best...

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Colors!
- Published: January 2023
Funny Poem About How We See Colors

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I thought I knew colors.
Aren't they red, green and blue?
I know white, black and grey,
Purple, pink and yellow too.

I thought I knew colors.
Aren't they red, green and blue?
I know white, black and grey,
Purple, pink and yellow too.

And yet a lady stared at me,
Like I committed some crime;
A cloth I thought was green,
She sniffed and said was lime.

One dress I said was blue,
My little sister called turquoise.
I accepted the mild rebuke,
I didn't really have a choice.

A rug was declared taupe,
When all I saw was brown.
Did auntie call her decor plum?
Well, now they've got a clown.

Sky blue and navy blue,
I'd tell apart in a blink.
But what on earth is fuchsia,
How is it different from pink?

Ladies love being precise,
With every shade, tint and hue.
How they do this with such flair,
I still do not have a clue.
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I really enjoyed this poem because it rings so true. I don't know how people can tell the slight differences between colors. It's like a language I can't really understand or relate to.

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In Progress
- Published: May 2023
Poem About Seeing Progress In Slowing Down

in Life Lesson Poems

Striving daily for progress,
Learning a paradox too --
That it's not always forward movement;
Sometimes, the reverse will do.

Striving daily for progress,
Learning a paradox too --
That it's not always forward movement;
Sometimes, the reverse will do.

That progress may take the form
Of slowing down the pace.
It's the admittance of a wrong turn,
Of having steps to retrace.

It's in pausing to find my bearing,
At the risk of seeming slack.
It's in opting against some shortcut,
For a rather less-travelled track.

It's not always how far and away,
I am at a given instance.
It's a lot more about the direction
Than it is the covered distance.

Each day is a chance for progress.
Lord, I want the forward kind.
Help me, too, to know where to let go,
And what to leave behind.
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I've only just found this poem of yours - I like it very much. I must look out for more of your work. Very best wishes, Ann.

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Minute By Minute
- Published: June 2023
Poem About Spontaneity In Seeking God

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I desire, dear Lord,
To cultivate the habit,
Of keeping in touch with You,
Minute by minute.

I desire, dear Lord,
To cultivate the habit,
Of keeping in touch with You,
Minute by minute.

Not reserving prayer
For the more crucial things,
While leaving it out
Of the seeming routines.

To make a point
Of approaching the Throne,
Over daily concerns
Before fetching the phone.

To care to say grace,
Before having a bite,
Or taking a walk in the park,
Or picking a pen to write.

Help me Lord to see
You are right by my side,
A true friend willing to listen,
A Father ready to guide.
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Abimbola,
What you described is what Jesus desires.
Not religion but Relationship.

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The Smartphone
- Published: January 3, 2025
Funny Poem About Cell Phones

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A sleek and smart device,
Is taking everything out.
Little things and big things,
It's looking more like a rout.

A sleek and smart device,
Is taking everything out.
Little things and big things,
It's looking more like a rout.

It's taking out the camera,
The wristwatch, the clock.
Walkmans and desk calendars,
Didn't have a better luck.

It's taken out the road map.
It's taking out the flashlight.
Good riddance to the land line,
It couldn't put up a fight.

It's wiping out newspapers,
The DVDs and Cassettes.
It's taking out the textbooks,
And it is not finished yet.

How about relationships,
Real interactions for a start?
Friendships and even marriages,
Are being taken apart.

It is taking out our eyes,
When we're texting on a trot.
It's killing our cervical spine,
When we're rooted to a spot

And it'll take more than that,
If we're slow to take control.
The smartphone comes in handy,
But can take over a soul.
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Abimbola,

You wrote it for leisure, but it is thought- provoking, leading up to the great ending, "taking out the soul."

(The soul realm consists of the human mind, will, and...

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Offers
- Published: January 3, 2025
Poem About Not Accepting Pity

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I don't mind accolades
freely passed on my way,
I'll take encouragement
gladly, any given day.

I don't mind accolades
freely passed on my way,
I'll take encouragement
gladly, any given day.
I don't shift responsibilities
that land upon my plate,
and I'm fine with criticism
when it's laid out straight.
An offer of assistance
I'm not the type to dis,
will swallow the hard truth
despite how bitter it is.
But if it's pity you're selling,
you've got the wrong guy.
It's a luxury I can't afford,
the one thing I won't buy.
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I really relate to this poem and many of your other poems. I should love to know more about you and what started you on the path to becoming a poet. Perhaps you could fill in your bio on...

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Something To Tame
- Published: February 2018
The Power Of The Tongue

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I have seen what words can do,
As I deal with people everywhere;
The tongue is powerful, it's true!
Something to tame and use with care.

I have seen what words can do,
As I deal with people everywhere;
The tongue is powerful, it's true!
Something to tame and use with care.

I've seen spiteful words ruin a life
And gentle words heal and bless;
I've seen careless words stir up strife
And tender words ease distress.

I've watched silence speak out loud
And idle chatter bring mischief;
Seen timely words persuade a crowd
And hasty words end in grief.

I've seen people eat their words
Who can't seem to hold their tongue;
Watched them take the shame it affords
When they are later proved wrong.

My tongue, too, can go astray,
So, dear Lord, help me watch with care
To whom I'd speak and what I'd say,
How I'd speak and when and where.
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That was such a kind and honest evaluation. I can't take all the credit for this particular poem though. I owe it to my mum - the first person to point out Prov. 15:1 to me in the Bible, and...

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Just Like A Child
- Published: March 2018
Lessons Learned From Little Children

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How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
Confident and relaxed,

How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
Confident and relaxed,
Just like a child.

How I long for conscience
As mild as the breeze,
Having goodwill with others
And always at peace,
Just like a child.

How I long for courage
That laughs at fear,
Knowing I'd surely be caught
When tossed in the air,
Just like a child.

How I wish to take
Life's journey with ease,
Jolly through thick and thin,
As cool as you please,
Just like a child.

How I need this grace,
So dear Lord, to you I come.
Help me to believe
And receive your kingdom,
Just like a child.
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My Victory Song
- Published: May 2019
Finding Strength In God

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God's love sets me free.
This is my victory song.
His grace is sufficient for me.
It is what keeps me strong.

God's love sets me free.
This is my victory song.
His grace is sufficient for me.
It is what keeps me strong.

For I'm no perfect man,
And on my own cannot prevail.
Sometimes doing the best I can,
Even will seem to no avail.

Had my share of heartaches,
Sometimes wondering to what end.
Made my share of mistakes.
Over this, I can't pretend.

The struggles may increase,
But it's no cause for alarm.
God's thoughts to me are of peace,
To nurture and not to harm.

I forge on quite resolved.
God's at work in me for the best.
I am flawed but fiercely loved,
And He is not finished yet.

God's perfect plan for me,
I may not fully understand.
But trusting, obeying, I'm grateful to be,
Handled in His loving hand.
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When I Think About My Mum
- Published: May 2019
Appreciating A Mother's Love

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When I think about my mum,
I just can't help but smile;
The beauty of her loving heart,
The easy grace in her style.

When I think about my mum,
I just can't help but smile;
The beauty of her loving heart,
The easy grace in her style.

She lovingly instilled in me,
Those values that made me strong,
And never stops being there,
My best friend since I was young.

When I think about my mum,
I just can't help but smile;
She's been an angel from the start,
Gentle, wise and versatile.

She always seems to know,
When things aren't going too well,
Even when I try to pretend,
Just a glance and she can tell.

When I think about my mum,
I just can't help but smile;
Her own troubles she'd set apart,
To go for me an extra mile.

She sometimes worries too much,
I guess it's just the way mums are.
If she doesn't, well, who will?
That's why she's my superstar.
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The poem projects the image of a truly loving mother. Irrespective of caste and creed mothers are always ready to make sacrifices for their children. It is a universally accepted truth. I...

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