Tonkhe, My Keeper
Tonkhe – your name lands soft, but your spirit hits strong,
A fighter with a gentle heart, where tough and tender both belong.
Dark and lovely, like midnight stitched with grace,
Daughter of God, crowned by heaven, walking with poise and pace.
Kind in how you speak, gentle in how you care,
Loving and sweet – you make heavy burdens lighter to bear.
Courageous when life shakes, you don’t fold, you don’t flee,
You stand, you pray, you fight… and still make room for me.
They say a keeper’s rare, Proverbs 31 kind of rare,
Well Tonkhe, you’re that verse walking around everywhere.
I’m not here to play games, I’m here to tell it true:
I need you in my life – your faith, your fire, your you.
So here’s my heart, laid open, no mask, no disguise,
If God led you to be brave, then be brave enough to try.
Tonkhe, come be my peace after every war I face,
Be the love I pray for… be the keeper of this place.
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