Musing: Very Hello

I wondered if I said hello

If I would get a response

Thinking of you is all I do

Wait, listen to my heart call out to you

Listen to my unsung songs ask for a dance

Let me see your shy pout, this thing about you

And your fine eyes as they lovingly bounce

My words for you are plenty,

I could sing a whole century!

The words are not sweet enough

But I call you my hornets honey!

Rest my words for another blessed day

Rest on the mat which I put out on the clay

Let’s see this evening, just this once

When the sun rise, we shall find our way

By Oke Iroegbu

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

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