Friday 3 September 2010

He made you beautiful

The splendour he gave you made your beauty perfect
Now you are a queen among the nations
Many have flogged to you and bowed their knees
To gaze upon your beauty
He stood and admired you
Yea he remembered when he bathed you
And washed the blood from you
With ointments he covered you and with costly garments
You laid asleep on his bed and he watched over you
In the morning he sat you by the window and on your neck
He placed the finest of jewelleries
And placed a crown on your head
He fed you honey and fine flour
You became the woman of the house
Your fame spread throughout the land
The splendour he gave you made your beauty perfect

K.Oni

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