Friday 27 November 2015

MY DEAR TOPE

Dear Tope,

If I may describe you, you are

Just Like Jewels Gems
and Rubies Rare
and Distinguished and Unique Virtuous
Full Of The Spirit Of Kind Loving and Sweet
Discerning Compassionate

An 'Hopostofic Preco'
A Paragon Of Virtue
An Epitome of Beauty
A Drop Dead Gorgeous Damsel

The Beauty of Iwa isn't in the clothes you wear
The Figure that you carry
Or the way you comb your hair
isn't in a facial mole
but true beauty is reflected by your soul

Tope, you are like a tree planted by the waterside
That yields her fruit in its time and tide
That never cease to bloom through the climes
You are a close companion one ought to have
You are not the blend that craves materialism
But with peerless zest you seek good futurism
Being virtuous you stand out among the rest

Your voice sedates melancholy
Your gossips bring joy and harmony
You are prayeful, resourceful and kind
You like industry and distates negligence
Indispensable and exalted for her diligence

Tope, you are like a star shining in the sky
The only one seen by every eye
Because you lead a life of austerity
Tope, you are, I may say, simply active and an Epitome Of Beauty.
                                                  
*Hopostofic means Unique
*Preco means Unusual Behaviour
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