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My love for words


I fell in love with words early enough I gather words like clothes pieces I stitch them together piece by piece I marvel when I come up with something meaningful Sometimes I ask myself "is this the best I can come up with" I dismantle everything and start from scratch again This time like a builder who knows his assignments I deftly arrange the block of words, Cement them with parables, idioms to picture scenes, actions and feelings. I look at them again, I add commas, semi colon, colon to make it more beautiful and easy to read For anything, I do remind myself that God doesn't create us alone He is a designer and created us to be designers To go into the world and not be mid in whatever we do He want us to evolve, indulge, & add spice of creativity in whatever we do.
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