Seed of Love
My little jewel of honour
Wrapped in the soil of my heart
Sown by my beloved
Infinitesimal it was
With time grown a tree
The plump fruit ripened
But now it seems a dream
A leaf drops after another
Soon the branches empty
My beloved nourishing halted
The farther she goes
The drier the tree
And to nought my little seed of honour
Copyright © Olorunsogo David | Year Posted 2013
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