Ralf

WE are very young, attractive and beautiful on this lsland,
And with the hopes and dreams to reach up to the skies like,
The flying birds up there looking for love and care.
Come to me oh Ralf!
For my sweet apples are for you and,
I will serve you 'Banku and Okro-Soup' on this love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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