Sarah Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Sarah



'Shall Sarah who is ninety years old bear a son? ! '
But the manner of women came upon her one day;
Like the seahs of fine flour according to the time of one's life.

Rest yourselves under this tree in the heat of the day,
For Ishmayl was circumcised by Abraham;
And the words of the Creator were manifested unto Sarah.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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