Shy To Spy
The day had started to die
At the sea, I thought no one to see
Very embarrassed, I felt in my eye
Dark glasses I wore to slide my ashamed paces
While I goggled at them for hours
Why I made no tours, they questioned
Unto me I said, no one sees me
But I detected the ladies concerned
Proud like peahens, they moved away
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Copyright © Mugisho Theophile | Year Posted 2022
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