Charles Jagongo

Freshman - 644 Points (1972 / Kenya, Africa)

Season's Crops - Poem by Charles Jagongo

On top of the mountain
he gazed bellow, green leaves,
Green fields painted the scenery bellow
Up the clouds gathered,
Black and expectant,
Crops would feast..

He blew a song in whistle, how great
The sign in dew, hope is in human heart
Life is full, with a promise, so bright.

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  • Brian Jani (5/15/2014 3:32:00 AM)

    Jagongo What a fantastic poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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