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He always encourages his children to be respectful and loving toward their grandmother, and they affectionately call me, “Nana Pat.”
I find their expressions of love for me touching and heartwarming.

“A Tribute to Nana Pat”

~ By Kamhi (Kamili’s Son) ~

What do you see?
What do you see when you look at me?

Is it Love, is it Hope, is it Faith?

Or the deadly toll I paid due to
My wraith

My mind is open, creative and
I owe it to you constantly implying

I am sufficient

Your grace is enough to end all pain
Influencing youth with knowledge

To gain
The struggles you've overcome

Were only a process, the process

Of life
So now I know what you see

The son of your son a growing tree