Submitted By: Oluwaseun Bakare
Brightest she was; the star that crossed my sight.
Her passing trails a blaze ever so bright
Illuminating the darkness of my nightly sky.
Yet beyond reach so high did she fly.
Once she was and the next she was gone.
Like the sleep that fades before the dream is done
That I could remember forever the joy of her coming
and forever forget the pain of her passing.
Farewell !!! my dream.........
my hope.........
my ecsatatic fantasy.
© Oluwaseun Bakare