On the Tree of Treasure
Here I sit on the tree of
treasure
with leaves of love at my
leisure,
fetching fruits with fair
features,
for a mild mother beyond
measure.
Ever pregnant with pure
pleasure,
flaunting flavours for the
future,
she parades passion in her
pasture,
she's a cool and creative
creature.
Copyright © Adeleke Adeite | Year Posted 2012
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