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Three musings:  Evening, wet Earth and Love

One: The evening tide

Fast falls the evening tide

So gather around the fireside,

Let us savor this taste of Nature; 

Her soft songs, breezes and lecture
Two: The wet Earth

The sun set before our eyes

The wet earth is left to dry

For the days heavy rain has left

And with her, all benevolent escorts
Three: Love

Now the night fast approaches

Let us pride on humble speeches

Exhalting the need to love more

And welcoming all to our doors

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at www.oiroegbu.com/about

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