Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia: Writer, Teacher & Speaker

NANA AWERE DAMOAH

Like an angel
He brightened my world
Getting to thoughts of paranoia
Where hoarders are concerned
I saw not how
But he did his magic
Brought on his therapy
And an uptight me
Began to open up
I thought it was magic
But it was inspiration
Sharpening braveness
Making me an achiever
Slowly, I found myself thanking God
For a father no matter how far
For a mentor, no matter how young
For an angel, no matter how wingless
Thanking God for his birther
No matter how strange
Happy birthday Nana Awere Damoah

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By amoafowaa

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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