Beholding Her (2)
Could she be taking her bath?
Or merely making up for her tattered guest
May be, scared. . Looking for a friend for help
Whatever! I sighed”I will wait for her
For I have come a long way”
Suddenly, as I was trying her phone again
I saw a lady walking my direction
Her gaze on my eyes was very heavy
Could she be the one I am waiting for?
As if she heard what I said
She gave a quasi-smile aimed at me
Walking smartly but very consciously
She gave another smile of confirmation
I responded instantly with mine saying
“Here comes IBK at last”.
I stretched forth my hand
“Good Morning ma. How are you?”
“Fine, how was your journey?
Sorry, for the stress you got into”
I need not answer, for she is got it.
Alayande Stephen T.
23rd November, 2007
3.40pm
On my way to Ikare
Enroute Akungba-Akoko
Inside the bus.
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