My letter of love speak,
My angel, daughter of the morning sun.
My flower shining without condition,
Looking beautiful with a blue eye
Like the cloud.
Your beauty radiate like the sun,
Kind like mother Theresa.
Let the daughter of the earth praise the
Because you are not be compare.

Your voice, like the angels,
Your melodious voice heal the soul,
Your sweet voice sound sweet
like birds of nature.
“sing my love”
Your voice waken the dead soldiers
“sing my love”
Your song calm the angrily soul
“love my love”
For your love bring peace
To my soul.

WRITTEN BY ANIEMEKA NATHANIEL