Who Said One Cannot Love More Than One? Poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru

Who said one cannot love more than one?
For I once did, and still love these two,
A bond so strong, so deep, so true,
Love for the girl, and her mother, too.

First came the mother, sweet, for three long years,
With endless chats and whispers in my ears.
Longing for the time we'd finally meet,
To make our love, forever sweet.

Then came her daughter, pure and bright,
A gentle soul, a beacon of light.
She smiled at me, and stole my heart,
From that moment, we'd never part.

We shared our moments in my humble home,
Where joy and laughter freely roamed.
The lasses played, their grace untold,
Immaculate figures, both bright and bold.

A staring contest, one of the silliest games,
But in her eyes, I'd always be the same.
She'd follow my lead, wherever she may roam,
For I am her number one, and she calls it home.

I give her the standards by which she'll see,
How men should love, how they should be.
For she watches me with careful eyes,
As I cherish her mother, my heart's true prize.