Nyota Yasulwe (08/08/1970 / Kenya)
It Is So Cold Sweetie!
It is so cold Sweetie! Through the blue curtains in my office I can see the gloomy day outside. Cold air is whistling in the branches of the trees. Most things look just as gloomy as the day itself. Even the birds that normally chirp lovely tunes in the nearby trees are somehow quiet today.
It is so cold Sweetie! The chilly air still manages to get to me on my desk even when I have closed the windows. At home I kept the chilly air away by adding an extra blanket. But here my boss would not be amused if I came with the blanket. I wish my sweetie would come to warm me up with a hug.
It is so cold Sweetie! But wait a minute! I see an eagle gliding out there gracefully in the sky as usual. Not caring about the cold but overcoming it. I admire it's courage to face the cold and conquer it. Surely I can do better than just wish for a blanket or my sweetie’s hug. I will put my sweetie in my heart to warm me from inside.
No more shivering.
I feel warm with sweetie inside me! !
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