He is … Father

By vocation, I am a woman who handles words as part of who I am and what I do, yet there are times when my own words get lodged within, unable to escape my tongue or typing fingers. The death of my father is one of those times. In honor of my father, I share part of a poem “He is … Father”  by Epiphany:

…He is​

the shine in a little girl’s eyes

the icon of a son in the mirror

a husband to his woman

a provider & a leader

the endearing traits of a real man

personified in how He lives​

…He is​

the strength of the family unit

the shelter in a raging storm

a patriarch to the ancestral tree

his seed produces legacies

to carry on his dynasty​

…He is​

stability in the midst of adversity

He rules with a gentle hand

teaches his daughter how to be loved

to accept nothing less than a true man

He instills pride in his son

to be the best Man that He can be​

…He is​

a monumental influence

to the innocence of youth

a consonant pillar of masculinity

without a heavy hand as proof

if you had to measure A Man

in all He say or do

it is in the path He chooses to follow

it is the fruits of his wealthy spirit

that makes him so unique​

Growing in Christ

Pastor Donna Olivia Owusu-Ansah