Nyota Yasulwe

(08/08/1970 / Kenya)

Good morning kiss


Woken by the chirping of happy birds
Through the window I see them
Kissing each other excited about new day they expect
Excitement about a new day they know
Poor me I do not know what to expect today
Except that the sun will rise gracefully as usual
But I know it would be very good if I planted a kiss
On the lovely lady reading this!

Then I would feel like I am walking on air
Happiness bubbling in my heart
My boss's screams would only be met by a smile
Stepping on my toes would not bother me
Will I not work with diligence and eagerness?
Won't there be a promise of a kiss soon?
Oh! How I miss the lovely good morning kiss
Sweet Sweetie's kiss every morning
Mmmwaaa Mmmwaaa
Good morning

Submitted: Wednesday, September 19, 2012

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