A Million years

A million years
I would write about
The charms of our love
And keep it in the
Happiest library
Of the world
For all
To have a glimpse

A thousand days
I would sing
Beautiful songs of our love
With the voice of the guitar
On the streets of the world
To delight the hearts with

A hundred hours
I would paint
Your beautiful picture
Engraving it in museums
For all to marvel
At your beauty

A tenth minute
I would imprint
Our memories into
The play of time
For endless generations
To meddle on

A unit second
I would keep
You in the inner part
Of my heart
Where I would treasure
The gifts of providence
For endless times

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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