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Wow!This story is getting hotter by the day,oya ohh,B.O.L(bukky of life)unto the next level ohhhh.

Time standing , never so still
Watching from the top of the hill

Ready to pounce when you’re not at all sure
Which is the path or which is the door

One wrong step and you continue to pay
You can’t back track when you go the wrong way

No second gone can ever return
Tears long ago continue to burn

We are slaves to the minute, hour and day
Time costs us dearly, we all have to pay

To undo mistakes, I wish that I could
Paths and doors, to change them I would

Time can be cruel, viscous and hard
Can leave your heart broken, shattered and scarred

Lessons that stay for the rest of your years
Time holds to ransom all of one’s tears

The grains of sand run much too quick
Through the hour glass of our lives another chance we seek

The joy, the laughter, the pain and sorrow
Mixing, tumbling, flowing freely wishing we could see the morrow

Grains of sand long past
Brings us a mellow feeling so fast

Work, life, sunshine, rain, grace and love
All shower us from up above

We can only smile, and think to ourselves
Even though the sand has roughed us in our shells

Now we are polished with a high shine
And I know the rest will just be fine

Like yorubas would say(aunty mi bukky)u just off-loaded us all on the express ohh,and it is dangerous ohh,come and update ohhhh.make w comot 4 express

Like babra even when she is trying to be polite,she behaved matured.

Time standing , never so still
Watching from the top of the hill

Ready to pounce when you’re not at all sure
Which is the path or which is the door

One wrong step and you continue to pay
You can’t back track when you go the wrong way

No second gone can ever return
Tears long ago continue to burn

We are slaves to the minute, hour and day
Time costs us dearly, we all have to pay

To undo mistakes, I wish that I could
Paths and doors, to change them I would

Time can be cruel, viscous and hard
Can leave your heart broken, shattered and scarred

Lessons that stay for the rest of your years
Time holds to ransom all of one’s tears

The grains of sand run much too quick
Through the hour glass of our lives another chance we seek

The joy, the laughter, the pain and sorrow
Mixing, tumbling, flowing freely wishing we could see the morrow

Grains of sand long past
Brings us a mellow feeling so fast

Work, life, sunshine, rain, grace and love
All shower us from up above

We can only smile, and think to ourselves
Even though the sand has roughed us in our shells

Now we are polished with a high shine
And I know the rest will just be fine

My big sister bukky another wonderful post there.But as oliver twist now,we never belle-ful

In no particular order,sebonzakura kageyoshi,bukkydan,repogirl,flow,mazi,ishilove,princesa.....

I'm endorsing CALL CENTRE CRAZINESS from sebonzakura kageyoshi to front page ohh.

I know how it feels,I work at the cinemas and I remember a customer calling asking if Man of steel(superman) was a Nigerian film

Nice one,please come and update ohhh,the one reason why I like the williams family is that they don't hav an housegirl,and at least sasha can do house chores even if its goes for ice-cream and samosa

Barely seeing sebon........... I immediately clicked on ur story,and trust me I was not disappointed,frm the days of,JONAH,EKAETTE.I knew I was in for another great work.Always short and straight to the point,Front page please

All of us that started this story would know how sasha's parents had lamented about her right from the begining saying its like she was possesed both parents even doubted if they were her parents,I guess d everyone not to inform sasha when he impregnated that joyce(imgbeke'husband snatcher')so I think she is not overated and she is living up to expectation as a character in the story.Abeg make una free sasha and bukkydan ohhh.nice work bukkydan I and my friends following sharpaly.