Ette

Living alone,
Living above you,
Living with my mind;
And with all boldness to meet up with my dreams!
For in truth,
I have to work always towards these dreams.

In pretence,
In love,
And being filled with joy to meet your love;
For i am Ette with the works of peace,
And like a righteous work in the land of your muse.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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