Yearn For Family
There is plenty
Yet am empty
I need someone
But there is none
Wealth is not all
Alone I fall
Help me stand tall
Cuz I now fall
From whence comes love
Pure as a dove
To fuel my move
And build my grove
From whence comes care
To give me flair
The skies I stare
Something so rare
Copyright © Lord Addo-Yobo | Year Posted 2011
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