At sunrise, I walked by the stream not far to the river
I could see the beauty of the sun
The weather wasn't warm despite the harmattan season is gone
Somehow the wind still carries in it a sense of love
Though roses are not grown where I am from
The birds sing pretty well whenever it's dawn
I am used to carrying my emotions with me where ever I go
But after today I will be dressed in silk with the scent of
a river
For there wouldn't be any shadow or footprint where I fall
© Akan Udofia E.
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