Ups And Downs Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah
Ups And Downs
Love a welcome gesture.
Just like a locked zipper,
Heart meets and greets.
We dine and wine.
There will be ups and downs.
Like dust on earth, it will rise.
As the wind blows and shifts,
Days will never be equal.
Plates are always loved when served.
Called dirty when the food is gone.
Until we are washed and see again.
Silence doesn't mean we have disappeared.
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