Wake up child its time to rise and taste the string.
We've come from far with a lot of pain and feeling
It's unwise to keep warm in bed spread your wings
You are mine for keeps well done Lona.
The sweet scent of fresh earth reminds me of my roots
From her hut sends an aroma of what she cooks
That delicate roast of unpeeled potato roots
Sensational chef for a love of African foods
Nobody else cooks like you well done Lona.
Hey my husband it is all ready close in and spread the mat
Calabash of smile filled with a tasteful mix from the heart
Take a sip of sorghum and a mix of finger millet
So early but grandmother has filled my belly and quenched my thirst.
No lady cares for a man like you well done Lona.
Take a hoe leave with me keep me near learn my ways
This is my field till with care spread the seeds grow your days.
Water it daily check your steps learn my says
This world is a garden toil to reap and choose your ways
No lady taught me right well done Lona.
Set your pace but remember God
Get your space and always respect the old
This life is full with every experience some untold
Watch your steps and jump always be firm and bold
No teacher beats you well done Lona.
In your teenage years you'll find crows
Some sincere while others so bad with flaws
One smile two knives they'll crack your jaws
Use your heart but judge each that ever grows
No lesson well put well done Lona
My grandson girls are more yet marriage makes them few
Like your dad I see your fore let baggage not dry your dew
Choose them wisely but always tell which is new
Coz not all that glitters will prove sweet as stew
Tell me more well done Lona
In courtship I met your grandfather
So tall and cool I agreed to take it further
In this with wisdom to be sure I sired your father
Till that time he brought home your dear mother
This family is one well done Lona.
Before you bring any girl home be sure to know her ways
They come in numbers some with scars of aborted days
Their virginity broken and no trust abounds their bays
Natural beauty gone bleached with oil they are faded always
Thanks granny for your wisdom well done Lona.
Am done with you so go ahead
Call your sister so I can fill her head
With wisdom and knowledge on life ahead
She needs it more to bring us cattle herds
Teach her right she's young well done Lona
Granddaughter listen take heed beware of men
With tongues of wealth and promises like ten
They'll sway you cheat you and make you give in
While they laugh celebrate and let you remain
Keep her words little sis Well done Lona
Men will make you lame and deceived
At times you complain for pregnancy conceived
They remain unchanged as you carry a weight received
In a few minutes you'll blame it on innocence perceived
It will be late take heed well done Lona
With all her teachings passion and care
She was old and bent coz life's unfair
She died old at peace soundly forced to bid fare
Sadly I wasn't around to hug my granny so unfair
You were a special woman well done Lona.
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