The Great Guinean Man

I am a true believer in the saying, "Trouble is where you make it or allow it to be made." Because I had so many soul ties and didn't want to accept the truth, I almost lost the best thing in my life. I pushed him away every day as I complained, nagged, had a problem with everything he say or did as he was only trying to be "the man" my man, my husband.

Realizing that I was the problem, I had to make some changes and when I did, I received into my heart, mind and soul the best African man alive.People always ask me when they find I am married to an African if he is typical like the rest. When I tell them mind is "Sweet, Spiritual, Loving, Caring and a Real Man," many began to hate, snarl and act in disbelief. My African king has an evident history of "Good works" that can prove his greatness and that's why I love him. I proudly admit that I have the best seed of the West African country. He's a great Father, wonderful Husband, provider and lover I could have ever dreamed of. I think back often to how I tried to mess things up but will fight with all my life to keep him with me now!

This poem is dedicated to you My Guinean African King!

The day I met you,

I was in disbelief,

That I had found a man,

Who could love me for me.

I had been so broken,

Hands tied with so many bad seeds,

That my eyes were blinded,

Sealed tight and I couldn't see,

That you were the best man,

To have ever walked into my life,

That you were the greatest moment,

Especially when I became your wife.

I could have never imagined,

Looking far or near,

That I would find someone like you,

Saikou, you are special my dear.

I love you so much,

And I do have a great fear,

I would loose my life for you,

I must keep you Here!

My daughter needs her Father,

And I need my Husband,

We love you so much,

Got to keep you, Let's pray,hand in hand.