Well and Will

She wasn't feeling  Well, 
When she was going to the  Well,
Her  father was making a Will,
He finished it by God's Will. 

The place was called Jacob's Well, 
Any sick person drunk the water from that Well 
And became Well.
When she came back home , she was very Well.

Written 03-03-2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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