| |
But Childhood Thou Wert
I knew not what thou really wert,
Until from me thou did part.
Tho' innocence was what thou meant,
But poor me—that, I hastily spent!
And now in these days of my youth,
I have come to know the truth:
That childhood thou simply wert,
All those years I had thee in my heart.
Copyright ©
Folajin Ademola
|