I was so glued to her like a stitch 

In her world, mine  was the top-notch

She could defy gravity to show love up in the skies 

Her grimace depicts the uncertain hope for the unknown futurity

Devoid of  family ties, she promised to be a wife 

Just like her mother, her beauty was exceptionally nice 

Lo, these were imaginaries of the smiling daylight as I take a stroll 

Like in the movies, there she sat under the iroko-weeping 

Eyes reddened-tears with no signs of abating 

From afar I looked and was panting 

Who could have left this rose in such an unkept state?

I wondered, pounded and  even got bothered! 
This Rose deserves better, Lest it will wither ! 

 I was burning with emotional sensation 
I saw her like a fugitive without a nation 

She had a sight without a vision 

Her fate was so rare to expect

 Heart felt pains is what she has been through,  I suspect 

My presence was irresistibly felt 

No need to hurt 

She now got a new definition of love, compassion and that I respect 

Showing her love and companionship restored her smiles 

Tears vanished like it never was

From thence, I was a hero in her ever joyous heart.