Lakeside Fiesta (poem)

Much later,

Partner was drowsy.

 

Once more,

We'd bit into the peach

- Its very first fruits.

We'd drunk of finer fountain

 

I heard tattoo drums roll.

For each of us they rolled.

 

Lakes, clouds, trees,

I heard some nocturnal bird howl

Not for us the melancholic cry!

 

Merrily, merrily we sang

Along.

 

- Adeshina Olusanya (on Blogger.com: Blogspot)

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