Precious Okidika (27-04-88 / Port harcourt, Nigeria.)
Like my mother's earthen pot,
Priced for its fragile form,
I have held you priced thus,
An easily broken fragile love.
I have sworn to you an oath,
A pledge that i will you uphold,
And by my life, i pledge this to hold,
In our youth or when we're old.
My dear these pledge you know are not untold,
By words and deeds i have showed
My love. As days unfold,
I hope, me, you same way hold.
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