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His hands were extended to lead you home
Like a cheerful little child, you took it;
And left the world

Our hearts you wet with joyfulness,
Now like vapor you vanish….

I picture you in white
Amongst the angels
Savouring in His radiance,
Dancing thru heaven’s gate

Though I cry
Yet I rejoice for you,
Assuredly, you’ll be missed!
I will not say, “Alas he’s dead!”
Rather, I’ll proclaim:
“At last he’s Home!”

Written by: Kingsley U. Ayistar
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

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Kingsley U. Ayistar

Ukpanyang Kingsley Ayi alias "Ayistar" is a 500 Level medical student of the prestigious University of Calabar Teaching Hospital. Born in the early 90s, he hails from Odukpani Local Government area of Cross River State. He is a Christian, a lover of words and writes for edification and motivation. He believes that "Talents and Gifts are tools for building our God-given dreams into reality." Though without an award yet, his works has been published in several poetry anthologies like Via Grapevine II, Epistle of Lies etc, and other poetry sites online.