CRY NO MORE
Christine, the beam which lightens my heart, an annex of God's Grace! Without her, I would have soujourned in the netherworlds (Literally)
Look upon her grace & lay hold on success, for in her essence lies mercy, a daughter of Jah! (Literally)
When they began to test her patience with weapons of illness, shooting arrows round about her, all she held on was hope! Hope...for many years was a mirage...
I saw how a vibrant eagle, an epitome of strength lost hope even in herbs- a gruesome sight ....pain!!!
I prayed she never get old, an illusion, a delusional wish which escalated fast. "If wishes were horses" they'll say
"Hosteem tuum contere", but hers was a legion of angels ready to unleash wrath upon her adversaries! She is the Apple of God's eyes
Till I stroll off this earth, I'll always remember you - "Dear Christiana"- the fresh breathe of God love upon me
FOURTH ENTRY ON HIS "DEAR CHRISTIANA CIRCA AUGUST 2024"
Dedicated to my Grandmother (Christiana 1947)
~Written by Daniel Ezeokeke
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