MY FIRST LOVER

MY FIRST LOVER

A Poem by Haneefah
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" Inspired by my Father's love for me"

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Walking in the garden
Full of flowers that
melts my heart with love

The green grasses,
The colors of the flowers,
The appearance pushed
My first lover and I to the
Land of beauty and love

Walking hand in hand
With my first lover to the
Land of beauty,
Where he keeps his tools of
Protection for me,
To protect me,
To fight for me

Looking at me deep with
Passion as he shows me the tools
He said: You are my Princess
And I am your King
Every King protects his
Princess till death and to death,
Physically and emotionally

His hand holding mine is comfort,
His his hug is safety,
His words assuring,
His smile is encouraging
And with him now and ever  i feel safe

When my Prince comes
And takes me away
Far or near,
Makes me a Queen and He my King

O, I will forever be my first lover's Princess
And my first lover will forever be my King

I will forever keep my first lover in my heart

© 2017 Haneefah


Author's Note

Haneefah
Excuse the grammatical errors.
I consider your reviews a road to build me up

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Wow, this is sweet, tender and beautifully expressed such heartfelt emotions of pure love.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Haneefah

6 Years Ago

Thanks Dawn. I appreciate your review.
Wow
Can't say so much.like I don't know what to say because I qm new

Posted 6 Years Ago


This is absolutely beautiful. :) A most brilliant job capturing the heart.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Haneefah

6 Years Ago

Thanks Purple Witch.
Your words are motivating.
The Purple Witch

6 Years Ago

As are your's, my friend. :)
His his hug is safety, typo....Haneefah..I am a little confused... are you speaking of a Father/daughter or a first love? Why I ask is that you speak of Looking at me deep with
Passion not sure this would pertain to a Father looking at his daughter? Just my two cents....Either way is a fine tribute to either a father or a first love nice job



Posted 6 Years Ago


Haneefah

6 Years Ago

Thanks for reviewing Gejodi.
This means so much to me.
I can never be proud enough, but proud the more of you, Hanee. This words are pure and fantastic. De work carry weight weh fit make ya heart smelt as e com be say ne popsi somtin. I love my papa too much. Na true write, dear. Beautiful.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Haneefah

6 Years Ago

Thanks Mirror.
You are typical and encouraging Naija guy huh?
Mirror

6 Years Ago

:-) Thanks.
i love this piece, cant be more proud

Posted 6 Years Ago


Haneefah

6 Years Ago

Thanks V.
You are one of ma encouragements.
It's a very sweet poem. To every father his girl is his princess and he always stands strong for her , to support and show her that he will always be there to help her. He stays strong even when he is sad to see her all grown up and leave him one day.
It a great write.😊


Posted 6 Years Ago


Haneefah

6 Years Ago

Thanks Mallishka.

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