A season full of dryness and pink lips
A season when you dance the dance you don’t know
A season where the cold comes to wake you up
A season where thick clothing is your best friend
A season where without cream you are as white as snow
A season where hot water is inevitable
A season full of harshness and full of fears
A season so good when clothes dry faster than Mr bolt
A season so bad when boys turn into girls
A season so worse when lips turn into sahara desert
©Andy Poems

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Nathaniel Oludare says:

    Ur head dey on point…… #kudos_to_Andy_poems


  2. Gori says:

    Very wonderful tega. Keep it up.

    Liked by 1 person

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