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Miranda Agnes Quainoo Poem
I lost me
when i tried to please
you
when i said what u
wanted me to say
and did what u wanted
me to do
when i find the one who
is still in here
me
is all i will ever be
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All my life
i have been trying
to talk like you
walk like you
act like you
and even laugh like you
sometimes i dont want to
grow up because i
always want to be
mummy's little girl
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Miranda Agnes Quainoo Poem
Dont you recognise me?
am the one
the one
you called names
the one whose weight
you made fun of
am the one who was not
good enough to be your
friend
am the one whose colour
was a shame to you
am the same person
the only difference is i
dont care what you think
any more
i know who i am
its not what you say i am
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When am in the shower
am in a spotlight of my
own
no other world exists
behind the doors
am as free as can be
thats where am
pampered by the sweet
scented soap
and by the fresh water
that pours freely on my
face down to my feet
anytime am in the shower
i can sing my best
where no one has to
approve
i can dance around and
not feel silly
when am in the shower i
appreciate those little
refreshing moments in life
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Today,
i write my obituary
to some,
it is an end to a story
but it is my beginning
yes, am young
and alive.
nobody knows me better
than i do.
Everything i want to be
remembered for is
everything i truly am
not what people want to
hear when am no more
what i want to be
remembered for
is neither fame nor
fortune
but someone who had a
passion for life, love and
dreams.
Someone who saw
beauty,a gift and a
blessing in every
moment.
One who took chances
loved and lived life with
no regrets.
Starting today,
that is who am going to
be remembered for
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i wish
you had taught me
how to ride a
bicycle
carried me on your
shoulders tickled
me so hard
i could not breathe
wished
you had watched
me in the christmas
play you had been
there to read me a
story
and watched me
sleep in your
arms
how much i wish but
no matter what i
do i cant
have those times
now but its never
too
late daddy
to make it up to
me
because i really
love you
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Exactly eleven years ago
you came into our lives
as a gift
a bundle of joy
as many will call it
you spread love and
leave your mark in your
own small way.
even though i prayed for
a little brother
you are the cutest little
sister ever.
Happy birthday
Abigail
i love you
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Walking down the street
no one seems to notice
me
then i wonder
if some one had gone
before me and
announced i was royalty
would they have treated
me any different
ofcourse
but its not a matter of
who they see
its who i see
i see a princess of the
most popular kingdom
what they are unaware
of is that a real princess
never reveals her true
identity
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i wrote my first poem at
twelve
standing on the school
stage and reciting it
gave me pride and
passion for what i knew
was a gift
mama wrote it in her dairy
but grandma thought i
was a hobby that wont
earn money
but my notebook and my
pen were my best friends
every word in it was
alive to me
my sister and friends
love what i write
but i still hungered to be
in a family who love to do
what i love to do
and who knows and
understands how much
poetry really means
am grateful for my poetry
soup family
and i hope they know
what this means to me
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That day
the special day this world
was priviledged to
welcome the birth of a
beautiful baby
like the sun which never
shone
its rays spread through
all the earth
the rains which never
poured out gave
showers of blessing
every creation joined in
the celebration
the birds flew higher
than usual
angels of the heavens
echoed their voices to
every corner of the
earth
that was the day
this world was given the
honour of welcoming the
special baby to love and
be love
the special birth
my birth
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