SHE LIVES IN ME
She lives in my heart
With a beautiful roses
Which lies not in decelt
She is my beloved princess
Standing to overcome my strand
When my humble heart is stranded
She boss my emotional feelings
When I watered my soul to peace
Up above the sky she stands
Running all alone in my own race
She flowered my steps with the mouthful of love
Like a determined destiny driving dove
Conquering arrogantly she moves unshakened
Silver and gold have I not in this land
But I stand to testify her deeds instead
Pains and sorrow, tears and agony
She remain right in my. Heart in harmony
Not minding the burdening I gives her
She stand like my loving mother
She lives in my heart, my only heart
Waitingto emergy humbly on lent
(C) John chizoba vincent
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Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.