Friday, 1 September 2023

MUSING ON YOU

 








Dear Muse

Your telepathic self has bewitched my mojo, again!

So that calories don’t burn around efforts about you.

So, songs echo differently cajoled by thoughts of you.

So, the wind blows with a swagger about you.

So that your voice echoes long after a call.

Squeeze me through your days.

Lull me through you nights.

Charm me through your laughter.

Better still,

Visit my nest sometimes.

Every time,

All the time.


Sr. Esther Jeruto Koros OSF 


Give yourself a pat on the back sometimes. 

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