Flames Ii. Poem by Yakubu Mohammed

Flames Ii.



Methink, ay methink sincere
Hearts form gardens,
Geniune thoughts the roots,
Honest words the blossoms
And kind deeds, the fruits.
Behold; to err is human.
Love is the sweetest sunshine that
Warms life.
Only in darkness grow hatred and strife.

Friday, August 5, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: gardens,sunshine
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