SHE'S ROYAL: SHE'S MY PRINCESS!
SHE'S ROYAL: SHE'S, MY PRINCESS!
Like a Beautiful Diamond She's the Cut above the rest: I wouldn't have asked God for a more Defining Moment in my life!
Yanga quietly landed inside her mom's womb and remained stealthily quiet till her mom complained.
“Syd, I can't feel my baby
moves inside, she's all too quiet: I must see the doctor?” After fruitlessly
trying to convince her otherwise I yielded, and off to the doctor we went; where
I was vindicated there was nothing unusual with my unborn Princess.
God
gave her to us for keeps and for God to keep her safe. Yanga is my Gift from
God Above. The LORD smiled down on me the day She landed on these earthly
shores with a plop! She’s Royal: She’s, my Princess!
Like a Beautifully Cut Diamond Yanga, my Princess has the Brilliance, the Fire and the Clarity of the Deep Blue Sea: She’s Royal to Me!
Most people in the world, pride themselves in their riches, wealth and all their material worth but me? Nah, I take Pride in the Priceless Gift God ever gave to me.
You can call it a hyperbole if you like or whatever adjectives which come
to your mind, or even call me crazy: I sure don’t mind and will hold nothing
against you!
My Divine Connection with my Princess goes Deeper than
the Deepest Sea: it is a knot that was tied by God Himself, and nobody can undo
this Bond we share. Yep, She’s my Pride and Wealth! She’s Royal: She’s, my
Princess!
I shall never forget the day I almost rode over my little Princess and the very thought of this day brings me shivers and I can’t thank God enough for avoiding the worst would-have-been-accident and greatest regret of my life.
You see I
was running late and had just hopped inside my car and ready to reverse when
suddenly, Yanga stormed out of the house brandishing my sunglasses I had
forgotten as I hurried out.
O’ God, I didn’t see her when I missed her by a wisp of a hairline and almost ran her over: it was a miracle and had to grab her tight to my chest and thank God for my daughter.
She was just a child and
didn’t realize just what had happened. She’s Royal: She’s, my Princess. The LORD
gave her to us for keeps and that’s why She survived this horrible near
accident.
She’s Royal, she’s my Princess: after all these years and having grown-up to a Beautiful Young Woman, she remained as tight to all her Defining Qualities.
As her Proud Tata, I can still brag about her Brilliance, the Fire and her Clarity of the Deep Blue Sea. Her Achievements attest to her Royalty: She’s Royal, she’s my Princess and still mine for keeps.
Yanga, my Princess and Royalty! She remains calm as a Waterfall: She’s forever Royal, She’s, my Princess.
My Brilliant Diamond forever: the Apple of my Eye and humble as a lamb.
I couldn’t ask God for more, or could I? NAH!
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