the beautiful ones are not yet born but some beautiful ones are dying........

.........got a call from my sister's boyfriend's dad that his (the dad) aunt passed away tonyte..............

when i called my mom to tell her she asked me "why"..........i don't hav so many answers!i'm just a young growin girl

..........................she was a beautiful woman, i went to her place on the last saturday in the month of January to see her. Just a visit, and also to give a gift,she looked hail and hearty, still full of life n energy she was. we talked about my brother, about my little sister, about my older sister, about my grandpa, about my grandma, about her older brother(my sister's boyfriend's grandpa), about my mom, about my dad, about our country, about the holidays, about her daughters, about her grand kids, about my going back to london, about life.

got my title from a book Beautiful Ones Are Not Yet Born written by a Ghanian author Ayi Kwei Armah tho the book is centred on the corruption 'rot' that characterized post-independent Ghana in the last years of Nkrumah (a former president of Ghana)

my 'dying' beautiful one is someone who has bein happy makin other people happy........even when she herself has been hurt by pain and grief. Till her last breathe she was still busy with the making people happy business. I'm sure she lay there with a smile on her face

Her time had come but it was glorious. Sad we will be as humans but we know she's resting and even happier where she is hopin the at soonest also we will join her

my 'dying' beautiful one did not let decadence set its place inside of her.

my 'dying' beautiful one is gone physically but not away forever, we have pictures and we hav memories and we hav pleasant words to share

my 'dying' beautiful one may not be able to speak but we can still hear her voice

still some beautiful ones are here on earth spreadin joy like flowers bloomin in spring time, my beautiful one is babawilly..................

he's a doctor and a writer also. spent a bit of yestaday readin some of his short stories and laughin at work, met him on saturday and he autographed me his collection of poems titled my time.................

a beautiful book it is, its poems are also

a must hav book..............one of my best is called trust

would hav typed it here but i hav to seek permission from the author first............i could always do that n hav it shared................. still its a must hav book so..............get urself a copy!!!!

some beautifuls are yet to be born, yet to spread their joy and share their happiness.......................................................some beautiful ones are still coming

my footie club did their little thrills and spills n wowed us with 4 goals against the "gunners......goners" last saturday