Best things come to those who wait
Beautiful things will not wait
When all the time you waste
To tell or have, you must with all haste
How beautiful all what you saw
At the entrance of your world
How you yearn to have it all
If not for others who needed more
And crawl if can’t walk
And mimic if can’t talk
Just to tell them all
That the beautiful one is born
Never to expect another
But treat the rest the lesser
While you sit close to her
And far far away from them
NB:
Dedicated to Nana Agyeiwah
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