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A TAB ON THE DOOR

By Adeola Ikuomola
Hark! Hark! A tab on the door
Like the infant's steps at dawn
Sneaked into my dream closet
To counsel and enrich my day

Hark! Hark! A sight at the door
In the flourishing angelic attire
Unveiled the beauties of purity
To lure me out of nude thoughts

Hark! Warmth, warmth, warmth
Like sunrays on the dewy flowers
The warmth of poetic flight ticket
Spew my silent ministries abroad

Hark! Hark! A tab on the floor
Like the light dews on the roofs
Hammering the issues of livewire
Out of the departing nightmares

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