Sojourner to far-flung climes;
When you return,
Will you remember the evening songs
Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree?
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your name caught my eye cause in language olu akin it means head is mine ... beautiful poem... hope those who travel will come back and teach us not come to show off... thank ARO is love in my dialect. that could be very lovely dye IYAN is the yam itself in my dialect...hehehhehehe
When you return, Teach us not new things about our Land A beautiful poem, learned a lot about your lovely land.