One drop can be no mighty ocean
It needs a welcoming hollow land,
Which will accommodate her in his bosom
It needs another’s hand
It needs watery leggy droppings
It needs others’ drops
It needs the bubbly water stars
Which annoyingly parade their beauty
Before joining his growing kingdom
Above all, it needs the most waited upon in the world;
Miss Time.
An angry rebuff
And it risks being a stagnant water
Which even frogs fail to respect
Let alone seek refuge
A little room in your heart
A little room in mine
For each other, is all we need
To be that mighty ocean
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
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