Beeyouteafull, to life, to love, to faith and friendship
Author: beeyouteafullme
Read here Oh baby mine, this is expression for the 6th day, you wore itinerary my honor, now am dedicating back to you. Truly they are lessons I could see that you have learnt and you are still growing in them strongly Eight lovely and beautiful lessons great Virtues for a lifetime lines
Ifeoluwa ( love of God)you were named yet the lovely part of you gets more beautiful by the day So somewhere along the path of your growth Mama added EwaOluwa( God's s own beauty) For your mama EwaOluwa is not just a name, that is who you are Beautifully and Wonderfully made One of Zion' … Continue reading Seven days of poetic expression (5)
IfeOluwa: Cutie Angel Wrapped in Finest Human Linens Yeah ! He told us He who made her told us This is a " goodly "child But you need not hide her Just keep growing her for me For her safety and protection Is under the spread out Of the wings of my love Days months … Continue reading Seven days of poetic expression(4)
Dear sweet Angel wrapped in the finest human linens Angels don't grow or do they? Anyway this Angel is configured to grow For He who made her so Gave us her a treasured seed To be nurtured and tend to Prepared as a beautiful adornment Fitting only the King of Kings Palace So her growth … Continue reading Seven days of poetic expression(3)
He is the one who gave her to us so specially And told us this one shall be my priest
This is my mum's idea anyway but she's doing it in honor of me. Seven days till my birthday 😁😁. Enjoy IfeOluwa:Cutie Angel Wrapped In Finest Human Linens linens ( Part 1) Right as I knew you Kicking and bouncing So full of life you were Even when our eyes never met Laughter often came … Continue reading Seven days of poetic expression(1)
In other words, God sees me and that's enough. Nobody else has to.
As I became more aware of my environment, I noticed the woman sitting by my bedside. "who are you?" I asked faintly.Q She told me I was hit by her car and she rushed me to the hospital. She told me I had been in coma for 2 days and she had been praying for … Continue reading Ìrètíọ̀la (7)
I was on a wide open field with grass-green grasses. I can't completely describe dhow beautifully the field was but I hope you see with the eyes of your heart. I saw me. I was dressed differently though. I couldn't talk to me- the second me. I could tell this Ìrètíọ̀la was beautiful. The beauty … Continue reading Ìrètíọ̀la (6)
I got into the university at the age of 15 and I had become broken yet hardened. My father had become a ghost of himself. Consumed in work, he had no time for me so I sought for friendship in the wrong places. I later discovered that the death of my mum had led him … Continue reading Ìrètíọ̀la (5)
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