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HIS ALABASTER JAR By Emmanuel Ogbeche

She was a season late but she came

Dripping, soothing, calming

To redirect his path of wild oats

She was his grace, his Alabaster Jar!

She came a season late, but she came

To refresh his soul as brook of waters

To fill his days with laughter, his nights with longing.

The night she came, the stars were many

The songs were graceful

Soulful

Filling

She, his Alabaster Jar!

 

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