THE MEN WE MARRY

BIGGA BREAKFAST

Always staring at the door

Even in my slumber, my eyes are widely open and ears are very sensitive, anxious to rush to that door and get that warmth welcome and kiss from my man.

I sleep walk to check if the fire is ablaze, water in the pot is enough for his bath and his food is safe from rodents.

I wake up to prepare his breakfast and pack his bag before the first preacher’s siren is heard.

I LOVE YOU

The world always dreams of making life easy, fun and peaceful.
Despite all the grace and pleasures that life has given me, I look skeletal
I pray, fast and sleep in pool of tears, gasping in anticipation for your coming.
You appeared like the rainbow yet you came to stay with a heart as big as Mountain Everest
So caring, so loving, so meticulous of the little details I ignore in my endeavors