H. O. P. Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

H. O. P.



Hearing the echoes of your voice!
Only to see the muse of nature;
Passing through life with the memories of the past.

Monday, April 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: echoes of a new day
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

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