My arms can be your home
My chest can be your Rome
My eyes can be your mirror
My ears can be you microphone
My nose can be your identifier
My hands can be your carrier
My legs can be your sender
My hair can be your burner
My back can be your shame pillow
No matter how you view it
Love and life
Goes hand in hand
Be the man and I’ll be the woman
When the time is right we can change roles
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia 9c) 2014
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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4 replies on “I’M AN OPTION”
This was beautiful! 🙂 it was a sheer delight reading it. Great work.
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Thank you very much, glad you like it.
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Beautiful. Such devotion is rarely seen, and treasured for all that it brings between two people. Wonderfully written, thank you for this.
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Thank you for reading Michael.
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