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A Town Called Morphou

ByAndreas Sofroniou

PARADISE Paradise is, Where the sun sets And the horizon ends. Where the blue sea waives beat The shore, Upon which the bright sun rays beam. Paradise formed, Where the blue sky bows over, Gently bending to join The green grass on the land, Where the trees grow tall Into giant-like gentle creatures Reaching high to protect All things, within their own reach. Paradise exists, From the depth of the forest And far into the hills, Where laughter is contagious And loud happy voices are heard. Every child plays innocently And all people collect the fruit. There, in the overgrown gardens, Rejoicing people, old and young, Gather stories to tell, With no care in the world Loving thoughts they express. Paradise ends, Where the island curves, gently Into the calm, blue sea. For the happy people Know nothing else, But their world as it is. End

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Publication Date
Oct 2, 2011
Language
English
Category
Poetry
Copyright
All Rights Reserved - Standard Copyright License
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By (author): Andreas Sofroniou

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