Our Language Poem by Colonel John Alexandru Junior
Our Language
Our language
Is like an image
With a tree,
Which is looking free.
It's very tall.
The tallest of all!
And he's getting taller,
By winning a speaker in every day.
As beautiful...
As wonderful...
She is English.
And remember:
It isn't only a language.
It's a treasure
Free for everyone
With no end.
A good start with a nice poem, Colonel. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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5/23/2024 11:19:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I concur with your conviction, as English is the lingua franca of many countries around the world. An insightful piece of poetry, well conceived and elegantly brought forth. Thanks for sharing John.