I Love Mangrove Forest
I love the mangrove forest,
Tall and wet beneath,
There I love to rest,
As I waddle in its breadth
Some love the Savannah Grassland
all bushy and dry
to graze in the plains without end
In the tall grass filled with passion and birds’ cry
For me, it is just the mangrove forest
Still others find pleasure in the mountain,
Where they explore the valleys from its leeward,
Poking the flower-filled cracks Β they contain,
And enjoy whatever they find as a reward,
Still for me, mangrove is my passion.
Yet there are desert lovers
Those who prefer the bald places
To sweat under the heat with no covers
And around the dunes Pace
But for me, I love mangrove
I pity those who prefer the lake,
To swim in the massive water body,
And ice it like cake,
Or up on its muddy shores to wake,
Luckily for me, mangrove forest is my choice.
I pity those who prefer the lake
To swim in the massive water body
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Only poets will understand this. Owino you are a pen witch
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ππππππππ. Team lake ni trickyππππππππ
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Thanks Senior Poet @Sebby
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