Sequence 1
The Young,
Though still green,
Are ever sweet;
With good hope in morrow,
They bounce.
The old,
Though now fray,
Still can be sweet;
With replay of old tune,
They dance.
Copyright © Kayod5 Kayode | Year Posted 2014
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