Sun Poem by Blessing Ekpe

Sun



Your sun smiles at me with open face...
Your sun shield me from his Scorching part..
Your sun guides me with patience at its clothes helm....
Enchanted I am, brightening my ways with his colours...
Colours that sits among the elders of the land.
My abode, My sun is your sun.

Saturday, November 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sun
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Your sun smiles at me with open face...
Your sun shield me from his Scorching part..
Your sun guides me with patience at its clothes helm....
Enchanted I am, brightening my ways with his colours...
Colours that sits among the elders of the land.
My abode, your sun.
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