Tele Text To My Precious Pearl

Tele text to my precious pearl
Elegant victor in a nine ribs design
Star-studded pageant that i know first 
The teacher i cannot pay salary
Her sadness she hides to make me live
Even when doubt, hatred and many to quit clouds she resist 
Returning soldiers of long lost to their barracks for reformation
Always on the toe to fend like a lone ranger
Doing so much to think womb man is also a Lancelot
Ever consistent source of inspiration
God made for so many she knows not
Intolerance for indiscipline i have schooled from
Talking , toiling , and always working to enhance result
Esther, you are called; but i prefer a conqueror cause you have won so many battle to be called a KING.
HAPPY BORNDAY MAMY,IYA OLUWATOSIN
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Agustin Avatar
November 19, 2024 at 5:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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