

By Gladys Gachanja
I sometimes sit and stare out into space
My heart an empty hallow
Ahall filled with loneliness and sadness as its only tenant
I try to fill this emptiness with friends, music and a good bottle of wine
But its like a sieve and everything just goes through
Yet again, i`m left looking for some warmth
I feel glad everytime is see the sun, hoping i can absorb just some of its warmth
Sometimes all i need is a hand to hold me through the dark
Or eyes to see for me when mine are too clouded with tears
I hope i get to you in time
Before my heart bleeds out or my veins freeze to death
And am unable to love you then
I stir my heart every time like lighting a fire in winter
It burns slow , threatening to ebb out its flames
But am hoping that this spring, the winds will blow and spread it
And my heart will blossom with your love
My mind will spread like a passion fruit on a fence
Unafraid of where it lays its head
I pray i will be courageous enough to show you all that I am
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