My Village Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
My Village
I have to go to my village once again;
To visit an old friend,
Knowing her sate of life on my last visit.
Date, gate!
Knowing the conditions of Kate when we last met;
I need to help her to overcome her poverty.
This poem makes me feel completely mixed, happy sympathy and touched....definitely you know what words can bring..through a lil time, the moment has giving you a chance to bold your kindness to be shiner when you offered a beautiful changes to your old friend...even it just a thought, even it is a thought..but i know u will do it for real
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5/3/2024 2:41:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sir, Village life is better. So I stay now my village. It is a beutifull poem. I love my village. I also vote you 10