My Life Changer
May Heavens bless you today,
Young Lilly of Yoruba tribe.
Like sun shining upon caked sheabutter,
Is your resurrecting touch on my cheek;
For joy returns speedily to my moody heart,
Even as you wrap me in your nursing hands.
Cold of loneliness once froze me up,
How warm is the sweet smile on your face,
And when you shroud me, like shell its snail;
Newness replaces my sloughing age;
Goddess of love can not be kinder,
Even when I think my sun is eclipsed,
Rising it is, because you truly care.
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