TO YOU

(*FRESH POEM!*)

A new poem. I'm sorry it took me about two weeks to finish it. But, as you well know it (as Mr. P. Collins nicely put it in his song): "You can't hurry love". Creativity either...

Daughter of the Black Continent

my kind sister in Our Father

I’m a wordsmith, you’re my muse

I want to warm up your heart

with any beautiful words

I can think of putting together

…Can you smell something burning?

You better call the fire station

Because, baby, my heart is burning for you!

Our Savior has many best friends

(How can anybody have a lot of best friends?!)

I am glad the two of us are among them

So He will lead us trough our life together

all the way to Paradise

I wouldn’t like to spoil you

“To spoil” is such unpretty verb

It means: “to corrupt”

True love never corrupts

-it helps you reach your full potentials in life

Give us Your leadership, borrow us Your strength

I want celebrate your Name along with my little lady

Can you do us that one little favour?

I trust You You will

Thank You very much!