To My Unborn Queen - Poem by ogbonna chinemerem
I imagine how pretty thy will be,
b'cos i know that your type will be a sunday make,
i imagine how kissing your lips will look,
for sure i know that my heart tells me more on it.
Though thy face is still far from my sight,
but my love will ever be for you.
B'cos i know that your beauty will never fade away,
just exactly as i hear you wispering right inside there.
I bless the day of thy found,
b'cos i really know that it will be a cherishable day in my life,
just be born,
to meet your loved one.
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