The dew
is hope
of rain
on a
deserted morning.
The tiny rays
of the sun
under sad clouds
after a tormented rain
is a speech that
means all is well..
Dear child
my name is like
the cloud
storing up strength
before the rain-day..
My name
I promise
will be your pride….!
Written by: Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson