Kruttschnitt

I am a just amnd and,
You are a just woman;
And like my friend called Kruttschnitt,
But your love is in the North Parade.
Where are the bees and the butterflies to sing for us?
For in the garden of love we will rest for a while;
But your love is still in the North Parade.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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