Sonnet III: Plaudits To Life
Once a time a nice smile
Has it season for a while
Sweeter than honey
And impeteous fetch of gold
Whence titter fortune with me
And life has it told
That beauty never tarry.
Cute little rose
Fragile to life with but purpose
Embraced by throng
With soft few days to love
Beneath a sky where tough
A throe of the heart
No dying cadence nor long sigh can depart.
poem by Folayemi Akande
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