LOVE

THAT LOVELY MEL

Sound the bell

Let actions tell

Of the tree which fell

For the lovely Mel

In an analogy which sells

And I will step into the shoes of Mel

And wouldn’t mind being the tree which fell

Long go, a huge tree fell

Across a trench which was so deep

It fell to tell the lovely Mel

Of its desire to see it smile so wide

Forever than time could ever tell

Mel was travelling to sell her heart

She stopped the sale and nursed the tree

Until it stood so straight

And stayed under its shade forever

III

So sound the bell

And let your actions tell

Of your wish to make me

Your lovely Mel

And I will never my heart sell

And will give it freely for you to shade

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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