If All My Life Was Meant To Be A Day Poem by Moses Ocharo

If all my life was meant to be a day
My spring would be my veriest time of birth
Then I’d me wean ere tasting breast-milk. Mirth
Of bohyhood though not wasted, known to play
In summer id open my eyes and love
And travel all the world with just a crawl
Autumn wilt find me school'd in knowledge all
Humans, the flowers, seas and stars above
When winter nighs then I’d have me so set
What else do I have to gain? What more joys
To be obtain'd? Hence I won’t need decoys
Anxiety so steep'd and me almost upset
So gladly would I welcome thy cold nature
For I canst wait for the next adventure.