Adiza
If there was a love tree
I would pluck its mangoes
To lay in your lap
then rest my head
If there was a love field
I would plow it green
Then sow a kiss
to plant on your brow
If there was a love train
I would whistle a tune
Then hitch a ride
to your bare hug
How sad on the day
When a friendship ends
like a broken calabash
the pieces scattered
If only once I could
I would surgeon-stitch
the dry brown leaves
to our dead love tree
Copyright © M Braimah Saaka | Year Posted 2017
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