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SHE WONDERS.
SHE WONDERS.
She lies in her snug bed which her mum warms.
She has no cares save those normal symptoms
that single women feel and yearn for love.
She wonders if a man can her knot solve.
Her house has used her heart and childhood bents
to fill her with deep love, and build her traits.
How can she leave her roots and her mum's ear
and quit her own warm bed to that obscure?
Her chidhood is related to that home,
her father's full ashtrays, and mother's comb.
Can this great change give her those parents' laugh,
or will she spend her time weeping her life?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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She lies in her snug bed which her mum warms.
She has no cares save those normal symptoms
that single women feel and yearn for love.
She wonders if a man can her knot solve.
Her house has used her heart and childhood bents
to fill her with deep love, and build her traits.
How can she leave her roots and her mum's ear
and quit her own warm bed to that obscure?
Her chidhood is related to that home,
her father's full ashtrays, and mother's comb.
Can this great change give her those parents' laugh,
or will she spend her time weeping her life?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
____________________________________
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