12/02/2019
I saw rivers of your tears when I left
It flooded not only in my heart but also my eyes
Where your tears were accompanied
With an endless rain
Which ended up destroying
What I thought was my beautiful garden
But only for me to see no effort in it
Your tears were sincere
That where I walked would be clear
Your clouds were warm
Like the eyes that burns in passion
You were like summer rain
Which relieved everyone
From the scotching sun
You were not what I needed
But what I ended up loving
By Melissah Nyamhunga