That Boy
Look!joyful,fast,sharp,brainy
so young;so irate
dark,short,lean;fairly whim eyes.
mine,yours,his,ours;not cold
mild breeze;go to school
her voice was always fair:my mother
meek,soft,flow less.
I knew a girl,so fine
she a little taller;it did not matter
would pick her up from school;miss class
Muhau,all i recall,all i knew;pretty
her eyes shiny:silver in kinds
could see steam flashing
frail less.
A friend?oh,now a brother;beside me
as i write you
Oh:that boy_that boy i long to see.
-The end-
Copyright © Emmanuell King Lubasi Wina | Year Posted 2013
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