Your smile was the brightest of them all,
Your dimple gentle embedded in the nest of your cheeks.
Your aura as that of a rainbow,
Words spoken softly yet swiftly from your tender lips.
The gracious height of yours like that of a coconut tree,
Your steps gliding elegantly as that of a queen.
Skin soft and shining as that of a precious stone,
Playing lovely the fate life gave.
You were gone even before you could bloom fully,
You were a gold never refined well.
You were the precious stone, waiting patiently to be cleaned and displayed for the world to see.
But you got lost even before you got cleaned.
Just as a gold in dirt waiting to be refined but never had the chance.
You got buried back to be lost forever…
Written by Adegun Wuraola
wuraolaolamide@gmail.com