Miss Golden Poem by Ivvy Isabella Anito
Miss Golden
The bag of coins
The chest of shells
The trunk of jewels
She is Gold
A box of coral Beads
A bed of rare seaweed
A sack of precious stones
She is Gold
In it's purest state
Unrefined, uncut
Untouched, unperturbed
You are Gold
A Goddess in her domain
A Queen in her territory
A Legend on her lane
She is Golden
Omotekoro!
You are Gold!
You are Gold!
You are Gold!
©️ Ivvy Isabella Anito
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