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A Grateful African Poem

Now gather by the fireside
While we wait on yams to roast,
Drying our hands in the warmth
This quiet evening, cold and mild

We wait to dream
A fluffy pillow beckoning,
The day tales also waiting,
A joyful evening it seems

The sweet fellowship
Of Nature’s trick and craft
Upon the retreat fell, to let
Reflections of day sink deep

Today went like before
Running always from me
Though why I could not see
I heard the frog choir even more

Then a prayer I knee to say
Dear Lord, keeper of my soul
I come to Thee with my folklore
Let it be a force for good, I pray

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