I Found

I was passing by
The trees wave at me
The cloud was feezing away

It was a strange sound I heard
To look was a page I found
Written with words of hope

There comes the leaves of words
With vanation of letters
Dancing to the moving wind

I sat there thinking
Searching through the garden
It was a pen i found

Isah Aliyu Chiroma
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