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Little diva
She loves to sing and so do I call her
Quiet and at all times with laughter
My first female friend on campus
She 'Nicky! ' lovely calls me
A name forever I wanna hear
Closer than ever imagined
Pal to my best pals, same route plied
My home she knows and hers up the quaky hill
Berverly it is in the city
An envy to many and my name forgotten
Before the world she sings
And under the cursed tree her voice heard
A melody that soothes many hearts
'Sup nicky, so long? ' My eyes with tears filled
Four winters ago and a day it seems
When again I come across the old path
There will I see you my dear friend
And for eternity I long in hope
Li'le diva will come my way
poem
by
Nicholas Boateng
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