Soar Poem by Shalom Woroma Wichendu

Soar



Me, Daddy and Mae
We loved to sit out every sunny day
'Can I go play? '
I always dared to say

'Sit by this instead Ray,
Study its ways
So that in all your days
You too will rather thrive upward only'

Soar
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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