La Doncella Oscilante
The winter stood amaze,
As the summer set the atmosphere a-blaze.
The swaying maiden is found in nought,
For the scorching sun had with it fought.
All dawn does the sun arrives early,
And the lady could no longer tarry.
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Copyright © Adeyemi Joshua | Year Posted 2018
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