Abiola AdegboyegaTHE TURN OF THE SEASONS ‘Tis the prayer on lips young and old That the doe and the dam, the hen And the heifer, be the first fruits at The New Year’s birthing dawn For it is the sky-tide distilled from heaven’s bosom That ripens...
THE TURN OF THE SEASONS ‘Tis the prayer on lips young and old That the doe and the dam, the hen And the heifer, be the first fruits at The New Year’s birthing dawn For it is the sky-tide distilled from heaven’s bosom That ripens...
