Teira Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Teira



Who is weak?
Come and let me comfort you and make strong!
Oil, toil, soil, boil, foil, coil, moil;
In weariness and toil i will put you right,
And like Teira in the river of love.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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