Will Her Home Be A Happy Place Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

Will Her Home Be A Happy Place



Her mirror,
Reflect I,
Look l,
Then nearer I smile.
Clearer it came of love,
I wonder,
Breath of stars took I,
Miles I felt love,
Snowing her eyes,
Grasp candles of love handles,
Love wear blinds to unseen,
But heart bears to foreseen,
If her love will be,
A place to call home.

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