Shepherdess

She was a shepherdess,
Net, met, let, wet, sert, pet, yet, ret, vet, bet, het, jet, net;
And like the game of colours,
But some customs can never change!

Change the possibilities and let me meet up with the muse of love,
For we do understand each other on this love;
And like the signs and the wonders of her lovely muse,
But her natural features in the mirror of love are all that i need.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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