The archive LILIES OF LIFE Poem by Queeneth .C. Otto · 2009 I wake up dailyto kiss these liliesthese precious liliesof little importancewhich we are allindifferent towardsand most times ignoreduntill they areabout to die offaround oursurroundingsor having them growtakes too much an effortoh! these precious lilieswhich sustains ushow we contaminatethose beautifulpetals of hers’and spit on […]
The archive Arbour Days Poem by U. Eweka · 1970 During the month of MayAll the days are arbour daysDrilled to the foresters’ swayIn all we know are his ways. From the nurseries to the farmsThe crops have tender handling,And woe-be-tide he who harmsThe tender roots of a sapling. With the tenderest care the saplingsAre […]