(1.)
Hail, the sun rises!
Down from the hidden hills
And up to the white clouds,
The rains have come upon us,
And Mother Nature’s romance has begun.

(2.)
I am a rainmaker,
For the days are stuffy and hot,
And to cold rains we must go.
I am a painter,
For each morning my mind awakens
To the wonderful hues around me.
I am a farmer,
For my passion for the wild
Can’t be imagined or measured.
I am a singer,
For I sing songs in my heart,
And when the wind sings, I sing with her.
I am a storyteller,
For these stories are mild,
And in the night, a lullaby.
I am a poet,
For as each day turns to night,
I realize that my pen has might.
I am a lover,
For nothing else spoils the wor(l)d
But unreciprocated love.
I am Okechukwu Iroegbu,
A commoner of many deeds,
But to Jehovah I owe it all.

(3.)
The sun sets before my eyes,
Night throws her veil on Earth,
The breezes travel south,
And on their pathways
They play lyrics of soothing.
Within and without,
I see how lucky I am
To have your unfailing love.