Invited to audition For Miss Great Britain England and Miss Great Britain Africa Founder of the Lunchbox Millionaire Company #HecticEpileptic
Sunday, 14 September 2014
mother
The smile that carries
When days are rough
My autumn breeze
My summer song
And as you speak
A Hearst it throne
A love belongs
No secret lies
You were
Gods joyous surprise
My compass
And my bed of pearls
Rose carpets
For you
Fireflies that twinkle
Between dreams
And angels skate
To keep minds
Clean
There is no Icarus here
for you
My love
Are my only sun
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