I Speak of Love
I speak of love
By Herold Osmond Owoseb
I speak of love at sunrise
I speak of love in the sunshine
I speak of love when the rain dries
I speak of love when the wind dies
I speak of love in the night time
I speak of love in the bright light
I speak of love when the birds fly
I speak of love when my heart cries
I speak of love as the days come and pass me by
A love I find in laughter and splendour,
All year round for those seen and unseen,
Who reflect it back to me
Each day I speak of the love I find around me
10 October 2015
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