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Morning dews were here and there
Smiling and running down to the
Plants as insects dance to prove
Their acceptance of nature
With fowls attached to the waist of
 farm plants in search of worms
The assembly of dews clothes
The farm with white garment
While the sun comes through
The south far behind the Eastern
A free will and seemingly beautiful
Bird flew into this maize farm
Gently like a Queen before her King
I stood to look yet sat back to watch
This Ogazi with beautiful attire
Her feathers with divers agreeing colours
She made me calm and watchful
Thus I wish I had a stone or that
I can throw a trap to trap her
But her impressive walk with beauty
Stood to touch my quick heart
Of thoughts
After a while a male friend
Probably her husband guided
With masculine beauty came
To her I looked still with passions
In their suitable colours of homeliness
Not until the male drew her attention
As they flew away while the sun
Smiled freshly on the Green leaves of the
Maize farm with much foliage
Leaving me behind talking to my thoughts

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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