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Bancy Ngatia Poem
It was in the middle of summer,
And the sun was burning bright and warm.
Up in the sky,
There was not a cloud in sight;
Only the cool summer breeze,
That blew around the day.
You were standing looking my way,
And I don’t know why,
But I looked back and saw you,
And I thought you called to me.
Before I could take a step,
A gust of wind pushed me back,
And the bright sun blinded my eyes.
Then out of the turbulence around me,
I saw you come to me and reach out.
My heart also reached out to you,
And in that magnetic attraction,
I could smell the scent of your skin,
Though I could not put my hand in yours.
I wanted to stay and be with you,
But I found myself walking away instead.
Why did I not reach out and hold on?
Why did I not stay for the sake of love?
Then I realized it was like all summer feelings;
It was short and sweet,
It was good while it lasted,
Though I miss it when it’s gone.
My summer sun, my summer breeze –
Oh, yes, it was in the middle of summer.
Copyright © Bancy Ngatia | Year Posted 2005
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