I cried a dozen times When it was time to say goodbye I felt like smoke But you were my fire I knew you couldn’t come back But I still wished so I knew you couldn’t hear me But I still thought so Why won’t you do something? Won’t all my prayers work? Why won’t you cry back? Don’t you hear me sulk? Is it really time to say goodbye to you?
I am Tooki Gbenro- Adegbite, a 10 year old boy. I live in Nigeria and I attend Ibadan International school. I started writing poems at age 7 with my teacher, anti Mina. She inspired me by the way she commends me and appreciates my work. When I write poems it makes me feel lively. I write because it is fun. I hope you enjoy my poems.
At evenings, Sun puts off her light as usual and goes behind a curtain woven by sea, rock and trees, so to have a break. Meanwhile, those with black heads and scattered hair go to warm themselves at the ember