They come as streaks of light...They show you the better way...
They take away the night...
Your work to make them stay...
They come as pure springs...
And blossom as pretty lilies...
Sweet as the sparrow sings...
Wondrous as the little valleys...
Embrace them my dear friend...
Cuddle them like the teddy bear...
Love them till the very end...
Show them that you really care...
For then shall you find rest...
You could never be second best.
Wisdom Ononiwu (Camouflage)
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