Nothing and no one bring me joy like you
Not the sun, star or moon
Not the trees, seas or bloom
Not the hot, cold or warm
Not the guys, gals or pals
Although each do their part equally
They my DEAR can’t compare
YOU are unique and absolute in every way
YOU excel all
Written in 2004
MBM-Tine Brice
Published by Tine
Although I've given myself the pen name Tine Brice, I was born Martine B. Montas in the downtown area of Port-au-Prince, Haïti in February of 1967. I'm a struggling servant of God, prayer warrior, parent, teacher, writer. According to my sons, I'm a role model, an inspiration, a matriarch, an old soul living the legacy. I yearn to be bold enough to publish my first book, to connect with the world on a different level, so as to touch lives through poetry. I seek to comfort hearts that feel alone to lead them to understand that in this world we are all connected! We are one BREATH!
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