Romantic Nonsense Poem by Kweku Atta Crayon

In the busy sand of the seashores
Retracing our foot prints in measured steps
Gazing sun that crowns the acmes of coconut trees
Twinkly face smiling at tidal waves
With hands fastened behind my back
Reminiscing past romantic funtimes
Whiles ruing recent times
Mr.and Mrs. Sarpong just questioned me
Where is the woman?
Am searching for her in our honey moon shores
tracing our footprints
to know where I stepped wrongly
You never broke up with me
But you broke a virgin heart full of love