Happy Birthday Rachael
Through the wee hours of the dawn
On a cold autumn night of
February. The harmattan harsh
And dry breeze blowing
I overhear the leaves weepy-scratchy
Noise. Still but almost conscious,
Generously, her angelic face
Came, flashing, over my memory
And those valentine that passed,
One whom cannot be forgotten.
Smiles as tender, Rachael,
Emenaha says "all the best".
Copyright © Emenaha Godwin Holiday | Year Posted 2016
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