Madam Grace

Madam Grace was my music teacher her name was music to my ears because when she passed everybody chanted her name.
Her skin tone was vibrant and her ringtone was my favorite song,i guess we had something in common;good choice of music
Nonetheless ,her skills were prowess for she taught us how to equalize the pitch
of our voice at various verses.I still miss and cherish the moments during our practice sessions.
Even though she wasn't a rapper,she would always wrap her meetings with
a word of prayer that is the 'Grace' so as to have our Grace for a long time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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