To A Good Friend Poem by Lekakwe William Moagi

Once in my blind sight
In the least of expectations
In my blind sight passes she whose'…
Whose' I thought I realised
Looks she not at anyone, shy or humbled
I'm stuck!

The other day again passes she whose dressing is skirts
Whose face fair, whose eyes fairer
I'm stuck!
Stuck as a friend by desire
For in this, more I acquire

"Dude" hush I caused her be soon
I'm just a good friend
And this
Is
Her poem! ! !