Does the seedling wither
In plenty and good health
And the innocent found guilty?
Yet the new moon set
Very young, full of innocence
And left us in darkness.
Adieu Chinwendu!
When "He" calls on course in due time
To His pleasure again
Ever more together will we be
Where exists pain no anymore.
(Wednesday 5th February,2003,11.07 pm)
Hope, the last drink to die in life! A well penned and thought provoking write! Thanks for sharing dear friend and keep it up! Happy New Year and blessings from New York
Full Of Innocence! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
powerful poem that is pregnant with hope! Refreshing my friend!
Dear Howard, thanks. I appreciate