Tracee Olga

Rookie - 175 Points [troka] (28th July 1990 / Nairobi, Kenya)

Tracee Olga Poems

1. Nakupenda 9/26/2013
2. The Recollection. 10/1/2013
3. Dear Mosquito 10/22/2013
4. I Love Thee 10/29/2013
5. He Set Free 12/5/2013
6. Shut Up 3/5/2014
7. Unappreciated. 3/28/2014
8. I Dont Just Get It! 4/8/2014
9. All In The Strings. 4/19/2014
10. Easter Guilt 4/19/2014
11. My Poetry World 4/23/2014
12. Scars 4/23/2014
13. Heart And Mind 5/16/2014
14. I Will 8/5/2014
15. Do Not Shut Me Out 8/5/2014
16. Beyond The Desert 8/21/2014
17. Hope Again. 10/1/2014
18. Will You Be There 10/8/2014
19. Time 10/14/2014
20. Beauty Attracts Beauty. 2/26/2015
21. Let Your Light Shine 2/26/2015
22. A Psalm 3/13/2015
23. Guilty Red 8/19/2014
24. How I Met Him 4/17/2014
25. Then I Will Have You 6/12/2014
26. My Time Will Come 3/5/2014
27. Perfect Family 9/26/2013
28. Ninety Seconds 8/27/2015
29. Who Would Have Thought? 9/27/2013
30. Like A Mustard Seed 10/8/2013
31. Am Sorry 4/12/2014
32. Loving Hands Of Jesus 8/5/2014
33. I Cant Have You 9/22/2014
34. A Song 1/14/2014
Best Poem of Tracee Olga

A Song

Through a song I got to know of a friend
Whose friendship is faithful and unconditional.
Through a song I met the greatest love of my life
Through a song I knew how much he loves me
Through a song I understood how much he loves me
Through a song I understood how great it is to be loved by him
Through a song I created ideas
Through a song I built realities from dreams
A song encouraged me when I was discouraged,
Reminded me of a love so great a love unending

A song made me keep holding on when nothing else could help
A love song lifted me
A song reminded...

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Who Would Have Thought?

That as I walked towards you smiling, eager to see you, in your minds you planned evil
That as you sold me as a slave, a great life awaited me
That being in prison for a crime I didn’t commit would be the best thing that ever happened to me
That a severe famine would reunite me with my family
That my dreams would actually come to pass
That your hatred and jealousy would turn to love and respect
That my family will be respected in a foreign land
That the young boy hid in a basket would lea

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