This is real,
My life, my pain, my struggles,
It is real,
All I have been through, the tears,
They are all real,
After the pain, came joy,
After the rain, came the sun,
Finally, I look back on the story of my life,
It was real, it is real and so is my God.
Rita Chidinma: When Love Doesn’t Feel Convenient
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The first time Ada realised marriage wouldn’t always feel warm or romantic,
she was standing at the sink, washing dishes she hadn’t used. Emeka had
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Nice what you've got going here you know.. marvel at how you can handle four blogs at a time.. I envy you.. that's to show you're really efficient and dependable.. take care, thanks for stopping at my place, I'm so touched.
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God is as real as the blood flowing through my veins :)
ReplyDeleteLoved ur poem.