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APPRECIATION
APPRECIATION
Blooming flower, what's your choice
which bestirs your heart to live?
It's the butterfly that roams
all the fields and lands on me.
It has seen the flowers all
which are noble in their hues
and possess most charming scents;
once approached, no one can leave.
They have winked to it invite.
It's perceived their lures and smells.
It's neglected their warm calls,
choosing what its heart adores.
You've implored your Lord for rain,
which endows your green and red
purest colours which you need
to receive what gives you worth.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Blooming flower, what's your choice
which bestirs your heart to live?
It's the butterfly that roams
all the fields and lands on me.
It has seen the flowers all
which are noble in their hues
and possess most charming scents;
once approached, no one can leave.
They have winked to it invite.
It's perceived their lures and smells.
It's neglected their warm calls,
choosing what its heart adores.
You've implored your Lord for rain,
which endows your green and red
purest colours which you need
to receive what gives you worth.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
____________________________________
.
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