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*A LIFETIME MARK* I’m in love with the metaphoric metamorphosis of the butterfly , Began with crawling on dust and later Cocooned in loneliness ,

After metamorphosis,a butterfly finally unfurls its colorful wings and steadily flys safe and lands on a wet leaf for a greater view of a serene

I’ve gone through the lessons ,I’ve attended every class ,Wrote all the notes and frequently revised your heart .I was prompted to Sleep on Shakespeare’s

The daughters and sons of my motherland once chanted ;       “Our homeland of Kenya .Heritage of    splendor .Firm may we stand to defend .”But today,

What is pain to the hands that grew holding a jembe every morning ?What is giving up to the heart that broke a million times

I’m scribbling a note to my daughter .I’ll glue it in an Envelope and bury it deep in the sand .   ” My cherry blossom