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Soul

He just was not there,
yet was there,
yet not there,
shade of the tree he planted fell on his grave,
I tried to recollect all things,
and took dip for each thing,
in the river nearby,
where we used to fish,
He is with me, with all of us.
tree at the grave has grown tall and bushy,

and covers all of us in summer,
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Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: soul
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Edward Kofi Louis 13 February 2017

From the bamboo bush. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Upendra Upm 10 March 2017

Thank you Mr Louis for reading a poem by a beginner.

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