“walking slowly taking her time to go,
In no-ones company, she seems to glow and glow.
Loneliness her only solace, she revels on her own.
With no-one there to see it, her heart of gold glows.
To the un-seeing eye she looks so bereft,
If only you could see it, she has everything you left.
Be it basking in the morning sun or dancing in the rain,
Tranquillity seems to run through her veins .
Never disheartened her love travels many a mile,
Nothing can compare to the beauty of her smile.
Her tears like shooting stars, the purest form of pain,
If you were one to see it, you’ve failed her yet again.
To the naked eye she seems so alone;
If only they all know…
Humblest of many creatures, she never doubts her soul.
She walks her lonely path with the grace of a saint,
Her face of blissful solitude engraved as if with paint.
She smiles to herself all alone, so it may seem,
But what we need to know is, she’s never truly alone.
She has divine grace.
She’s never ever alone”.
Written By Fatima Modibbo
In no-ones company, she seems to glow and glow.
Loneliness her only solace, she revels on her own.
With no-one there to see it, her heart of gold glows.
To the un-seeing eye she looks so bereft,
If only you could see it, she has everything you left.
Be it basking in the morning sun or dancing in the rain,
Tranquillity seems to run through her veins .
Never disheartened her love travels many a mile,
Nothing can compare to the beauty of her smile.
Her tears like shooting stars, the purest form of pain,
If you were one to see it, you’ve failed her yet again.
To the naked eye she seems so alone;
If only they all know…
Humblest of many creatures, she never doubts her soul.
She walks her lonely path with the grace of a saint,
Her face of blissful solitude engraved as if with paint.
She smiles to herself all alone, so it may seem,
But what we need to know is, she’s never truly alone.
She has divine grace.
She’s never ever alone”.
Written By Fatima Modibbo