ifeanyi omocho Poems

Waking up In The Morning
Like The Rose In The Garden
Like a Gem Found At The Riverbank
Oh What a Gift
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Once a Morning I Wake
I Was Womdering
On a Lonely Island
Best Known To Me
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If We Are To Tell
The Story Of Life And Time
There Is a Time To Die
And There Is a Time To Live
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Once a Morning I Wake
Without a Trace Of Your Face
Or Setting My eyes On Yours
Is This Truely Happening
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I Woke To See The Lovely Morning
Without a Trace Of Your Face
You Left Without a Word
For Me To Remember
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