My Lady
My Lady
Quiet like a parrot;slower than a cheetah,
Her benevolent is something to cheer,
In which many indigents have a share,
The pitch in her voice soothes many hearts,
which has made many guys to bow with their hats,
She romances humility with good nature,
Just like tenacious Dorcas in the books.
Have you seen her in active motion?
Unbelievable!cool,calculative and alluring;
Her words serve as curative remedy for sorrow.
While others practice gossip for pleasure,
She accommodates criticism as a treasure,
Her sassy attire befits a queen with
a golden crown on a platinum throne.
Copyright © Olusegun Arowolo | Year Posted 2011
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