Happy Birthday, Love.


She graced the face of the earth with bravery
The daughter of The Most High, not sold to slavery
Her feet shone with light and dazzles with confidence
Hardly can you mention her name without 'Grace' in the sentence
Smart, young, energetic and full of substance
A container with a content sent into the continent
Filled with royalty from head to toe, even with her garment
She is not your regular kid, she is a whole lot more
I can't wait to hear her call with pride, 'sophomore'
Suddenly, the world is even a better place with her in it
She radiates better warmth than the Sun itself
Dazzles even far better than the rainbow too
It's your first year, Oluwadarasimi, there are more to come
Happy birthday to you, daughter of Zion, child of Grace
God is involved in your growth, there is no disgrace
Forever, God will hold you in His warm embrace
As as you walk through the earth, impacts you will leave on trace
Happy birthday pumpkin, popsicles and my adorable
I love you and the word love is not even enough to justify it
Happy first as this would birth the first of many more good things.




Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.

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