Here In Kenya Poem by Mogare Nyamoko
Here In Kenya
The month of June almost ending
and the coldness ushering the cold July felt,
July should be known as ice month.
Am not yet awake
because the warmth on the bed is too good.
I should fake sickness
Tell boss am Soo sick.
Am afraid of cold flu.
The sun shying of
From shining like the other days.
The drizzle in the morning
With my exhaustion from endless thoughts,
A sweet nap of the morning.
Reporting from Kenya.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/17/2024 12:39:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
