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I Speak of Love

I speak of love
By Herold Osmond Owoseb

I speak of love at sunrise 
I speak of love in the sunshine
I speak of love when the rain dries
I speak of love when the wind dies

I speak of love in the night time
I speak of love in the bright light 
I speak of love when the birds fly
I speak of love when my heart cries

I speak of love as the days come and pass me by
A love I find in laughter and splendour, 
All year round for those seen and unseen,
Who reflect it back to me
Each day I speak of the love I find around me

10 October 2015

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