On Poppy Seeds...
A poem by Anna Atsu
In fields of dreams where poppies sway,
Their laughter echoes “Come this way”.
A remedy, both pure and bright,
A laughter free, a healing light.
On poppy seeds, the world's a stage,
Where woes dissolve, and hearts engage.
With every chuckle, worries flee,
In laughter's realm, we roam carefree.
No burden heavy, no sorrow deep,
Can withstand laughter's joyf…
