– Friends are family we chose for ourselves. Didn’t forget I didn’t forget about the World Friends Day. I do write about friendship because it’s dear to me. I was extremely busy with personal and family errands. I also volunteer online for a company based in North America, and so had little time to pen… Continue reading Happy Belated Friendship Day
Tag: companionship
Muse: Family
Things may change but we begin and end with the family.
Friendship
Listen and ride through nostalgia Friendship may restore old memories Of joyful love and companionship
1.
I love to stare into your eyes
To let you know how special you are
I heave a sigh of relieve
Each time, tears of grieve
Dry from your pretty face
Never let go of sweet memories
Make them stay in your bossom
Enjoy all blossoming Summers
And the ice-cold Winters
But never let it fade away
Our moments, golden and sweet
Like the fast current of the spring
Leaping in joyful bounds;
Bouncing crystals of water
Rejoicing with their flowy brethren
Down to the end, where the waters fall
I see the glitter on your face
When the sun shine upon it
The stars light the dark clouds
You count the brighter ones first;
And the weak ones follow
When it rains and shines
It is a blessing, you are a blessing
2.
You are my addiction
You are my God sent
You are my little song
Which sings in my heart
You play my hearts harps
You drown me in your love
The walls have ears indeed
They listen to our own tale
Your breath falls on me like
The sounds of the waterfalls
Gracefully you stride like the Cheetah
My eyes haven’t beheld anything better
And what more do I desire
But you that I lovely admire?
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Under the Baobab
Tonight we will sit under the Baobab To scratch each others back And we shall let all the children Gather about us, happily Tonight the moon shall visit us With his smiles and dimples And a tale shall be told With all sleepy eyes listening Tonight the squirrels will listen As we tell of great… Continue reading Under the Baobab
The Legend of Wawadomea
Verse 1: Cannibals of the East Far out the lonely seas of the Indies Our maiden vessel sailed Hitting the strongest winds Surfing the wild oceans And at all times; bumping into the skies In this quiet piece of the ocean A strange sea of some sort Where there stays a blue sky An evenings… Continue reading The Legend of Wawadomea
