Back from traveling

All the while I sat on a bus
My mind was already with you
Dreaming all I could see
When I arrive to your embrace

Oh beautiful tree
Standing solemnly outside
By my room window
Waving her green leaves
When the Night comes with her breeze
Making melody for me
Singing a cool lullaby
But then something I feel is missing
Little cricket where you at?
Come, come closer to me
I am harmless, yes you know
Crawl up my arm, sit, comfort yourself
Oh please come sing a song
Let me hear again your croaky voice
How deep it has become
Tell me all you did,
When I was far far away
I missed you all, much
The tree waving outside
This moonless night
And my little Cricket friend
Which sings from somewhere
In a crack near my bed

Oiroegbu Halls

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at

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