The Springs Of Life
You can easily identify my son because,
He has the texture of my hair and the beauty of his mother;
But this is like the easy rider of love in the night.
Let your lovely eyes look straight to me,
There and then you will understand me better;
And you will guard your mind with all diligence,
For out of it flows the springs of life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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