Cradles Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Cradles, care, sale, ale, era, are, ears, sear, lead, led!
On the banks of a deep river;
And, with the insight of your sweet love.
Cradles, ear, dear, red, read, reads, car, cars, lad, deal!
To have your words on this love and,
To move with the muse of peace;
As you sat on the bank of the river.
A deep river! !
With the great care of your love;
And, with joy into the homes of the rich and poor,
But, you need peace in your life.

Life!
Opened with the sweet muse of love and care;
In the common name of sharing with each other.
Life!
With the sweet muse of joy;
And, with the insight of your sweet love.
The sweet muse of love!
Like babies lying in their cradles;
And, being taked care of with the muse of life.

The muse of life!
Like the Beauty and the Beast;
But, full of choices as we go along.
Class, classics!
Like the classical music to the muse of your love.
Base, babies!
Illustrated with the muse of care;
But, true love is what you need in this life.