A Poem For a friend. Mish Bronte

LOST GIRL

Many times nature blesses us
Irks may come
Substituting our smiles
Hiding our eyes from the sky.

But with loved ones around
Rowing against the tides with us
Over looking all the dark clouds
Naturing our tiny flower gardens
Turning pages of our unsaid stories
Every dream has its way

Chances may seem rare
Hovering like the clouds which don’t stay long
Answering our prayers unsaid
Removing doubts and whatsoever
Lingering in the sea of the above.

Friends may not come always
It’s not always that a person can be so good
But when nature blesses us
The once in a while
We gotta hold it like an egg
Fragile yet treasured

Never wanting to let go
Never wanting to hurt
Never wanting to break
This friendship i got.

By Akello Charlotte
Makerere University
Uganda. Kampala

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