Njeri Hunjeri Poet Elegy

A Boy and a Vodka

It has taken me two months to write about this

It was me, you and him
All of us in my place 
I was drinking margarita, you and him were drinking vodka 
Eventually you persuaded me to drink some vodka too
We were all in a merry mood, excited and heightened 
You danced a lot that night, you always had your sharp zumba moves to show
At one point you wanted us to flash our boobs, for the boy
I firmly turned down the request because I knew it was wrong 
Girl, you were really drunk

It started as a joke, proceeded to be an argument and eventually it was over 
And the boy just sat there

I remember our first encounter, it was in a library
We loved books so much
We eventually became very close friends 
We spent our spare college times together, inseparable 
At one point we had one scratch in our relationship but eventually all was resolved
We were back again to our giggles and wiggles

Girl, I will always remember your camping stories
      They brought a lot of happy tears to our eyes
Your many travel adventures and the pictures you send
      Through you, I traveled the world 
Your rock climbing tales
Your diverse taste of cuisine, like a cigar it was fancy with a flavorful star
I will always remember the parties we met, they added humor to our lives

I will always remember you, though now gone from my life, I will always thank God for the days we shared

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Juliet Minayo February 19, 2016 at 2:33 AM Lovely poem dear, love the first encounter in a library

Suburban Lovechild March 21, 2015 at 3:01 PM Friendships, no matter how or why they end, should always be cherished for the memories we wish to preserve, not the scar tissue that might still be visible. Great write. Really beginning to get your style and appreciate it more and more. Njeri Hunjeri March 22, 2015 at 4:36 AM "should always be cherished for the memories we wish to preserve, not the scar tissue that might still be visible." I love those words. Thank you so much Suburban Lovechild. Good day

Paul Callus March 19, 2015 at 5:42 AM Now I understand why it took you so long to write about this. Personal experiences are tricky to deal with, but I must say you come out of this ordeal with flying colours. Glad that you can still preserve lovely memories of friendship. #7 // paul Njeri Hunjeri March 22, 2015 at 4:03 AM Thank you Paul for those kind words. Thank you too for the 7. Be blessed.

Lewis Nyaga March 18, 2015 at 11:29 AM i like it Lucky dude i know deep insidehe was hopin you had more vodkas...thanks for this one dear i know you dug deep*******Blessings and hugs... magaritas now i know your poison Njeri Hunjeri March 18, 2015 at 8:10 PM Now you know my poison:-) lucky dude wasn't that lucky coz the party didn't last. Thank you again Lewis.