MY BIRTHDAY FREEHAND✍🏿

My mind is beginning to tickle

I don't know whether to toggle between what I thought or what I face now

I used Goggle to get reasons 

But I was left in the hazel of boggle

So as words tickled my mind 

I began to wonder 

Who is ready to mingle with this munter born by a hunter 

I am just a hinter and a minter trying to ginger myself to the top of the ladder.

I thought of going slower 

I will surely get there sooner or later 

I didn't dream that much bigger 

As these thoughts went through my mind, I began to shiver like a toddler 

And began to fiddle like a man caught to be infidel. 

I was looking like a despicable beggar 

Just then series of stories began to fable my mind 

Yes, the story of the great Saviour

He was to gather all together

Yet He was born in a manger 

Many downplayed His nature 

But that didn't prevent the popper and the harper from welcoming the Messiah 

I began to realize, I am like a pot in the hands of the potter 

Who moulded me in the form of a love letter

And then ported me to the world for them to ponder over my wonder

After knowing this, I resolve to push hard till I get to the pinnacle. 

Thank the Almighty who has brought me this far. 

I never thought I will reach this far but for grace

©BCIL©