you came and woke me early today
blue traces in your hair
said the wind had smelt just like the sun
said I could find you there
your sunbeam hands tipped them forward the
Tag: poet
Sacred, Poetry by Patsy Jawo
When you left I thought it was for good
Now I know you reside in my heart
On your anniversary I always sulked
Now I choose to wear bright colours
How dare I be so selfish?
Where was my gratitude?
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