Original Poem by Amarachi Ogbonnaya
The sound of raindrops,
Dancing on the peach leaves,
We danced under the tree,
The first day we met.
We built our dream house,
With the mud on our feet,
Inside was our room,
Just the room in our heart.
Our laughter filled the air,
When you built a tiny room,
For our little Marcel,
Imaginary child of our love.
Now, the grey is knocking,
Bones breaking and teeth cracking,
Waiting endlessly to see your smile,
Just like when we were young,
If only I can see your face in the sky,
With our unborn Marcel.
Long you have waited, I know
Time is neigh for me, wait a little
My heart yearn for you,
Soon, I will be with you my love
i hugged loneliness,nothing left for me
I wish we saw the world together
Like we wished under the peach tree
On the day we met
When we were young.
