She is a book store herself
Has a bookshelf for a heart
Ink runs through her veins
Her story is in the books
Hers is a life full of chapters
Different tittles of people she has met
Some take a sentence, others take pages
Some will even take a chapter
Some have cost her a whole book!
A friend once joked for her problems,
Uliza kalamu
There are books she opens proudly
Reads them out to today
There are those books she is scared to open
Scared to read even to herself
But they happened and are there
Down memory lane
Where ink cannot, they’re written in the heart
You’ll wonder why she writes
Of people and events she’s met
Some who made her Merry
Some who hurt her badly
But she hopes some one will find her
To make meaning someday
And write about her
Or someone will find her footprints
and find their way home
yNdungu
I’m left ambivalent
Wow, words can’t appreciate enough.
It is the most beautiful thing I have heard and read….bravo Yvonne,you are already far,
Good job sivoni… That’s the best thing I’ve read all day. With this trend, I see you going places!
This is awesome girlie keep them coming