Finding Seraphina 1 Poem by Samuel Toluwalase

Finding Seraphina 1

Under the warm evening breeze of an ending summer
Getting some cheese cake across the street, just at the corner
Where kids play around and trouble an old house plumber
Who always blows a pipe and dust his tools like an hungry drummer

Take a deep breath

I had just paid and turned to leave, and there she was

Finding Seraphina 1
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