Author
Matthew Kauffman
Original articles in total: 2Articles in this language: 2
Articles
My Little Mtungi
Our water pure from filter flows; It’s freed from dirt, bacteria, foes That quickly cause our bowels to churn Or e’en with fever cause to burn. You see, in Afric’s burning sun, Our water sources, every one Are priceless,…
...Ready for either or both!
My life was always full of ease, I ate and slept in summer’s breeze. My parents, too, and other kin Have healthy, full, e’ensated been. Our only purpose we have known To find more grass; we’re ne’er alone, We live in…
Poem by Matthew Kauffman
