© Akinwale Peace
Summer night.
On this chilly cold summer night;
Doth the winds beat my roof by night
and exposed me to an awe fright,
As I nev'r expect'd the sudd'n knight;
On this chilly cold summer night.
It came beating faster, birds flew
and legs ran toes touching head, few
were the stars that shine for they view
behind the clouds why it cries, pew!
The weeping drops spoiled my night's view.
On this chilly cold summer night;
Doth the drops dropped on summer night,
but the rain has been cursed on summer night
why doth it dropped on summer night?
Well, I smiled at rhythm at the summer night.
"words from the innocent mind"
Philip Peace
© Great Intellects'
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