THE SEASONS OF LOVE
the wine is rancid,
The sun eclipsed,
The days longer,
The nights lonelier,
When love is gone.
The wine is sweeter,
The sun brighter,
The days shorter,
The nights friendlier,
When love is born.
*By Benjamin Ijeoma Adigwe
THE SEASONS OF LOVE
the wine is rancid,
The sun eclipsed,
The days longer,
The nights lonelier,
When love is gone.
The wine is sweeter,
The sun brighter,
The days shorter,
The nights friendlier,
When love is born.
*By Benjamin Ijeoma Adigwe
I really like this poem. Short and sweet. Took me ten minutes to memorise.
Thank you Ben