Answers Poem by Leonard Ninwie

Before there was ever a language, man spoke
Not with words nor pictures but with nature
Good and bad in him like water and blood
Never being rich nor poor but either happy or sad
Eyes dulled or blushed betrayed our life's chapters
We cuddled in the warmth of family and friends
Nothing to profit but for the comfort and trust
None baiting another with deceit for an interest
Rained in from the salient storms of evolution
My face blush and my spirit soar in the memories
Of my dear without malice, her smile brightens
My empty and lonely life like the rays of the sun