Epa domo, I greeted Papa Ikpomwosa, our neighbour. Esosa, welcome, my son.Una don get holiday? The old man asked. Yes, Epa, we are on Easter break. Oh-0h! exclaimed the old man, welcome home, my son. How body? Fine, Epa, I said and started walkinghome briskly, mama would be expecting me. I got home and called, Mama!Mama! Mama came out and when she saw me, I saw the joy on her face, she ran to hug me, and started shedding tears, I cleaned mama's tears and told her to stop crying. Indeed, the death of oghowen is taking its toll on mama, mama was no longer the lively woman she used to be, she was looking old and frail. Our father had died in a ghastly road accident when I was barely three years old, I don't have any memories of my father, mama was pregnant with oghowen. Papa's family members threw mama and I out of our home and mama had to be the only one fending for us. I grew up seeing mama as a very hardworking ...
Falling for us was easy,
It came without our notice,
It was obvious we were falling.
We fell in, yet, fell apart,
We loved, yet, broke our hearts.
We walked away hoping to find another.
Here we are, our lips and hearts sealed,
We wonder who will part our lips.
And have the seals on our hearts, broken.
We'd fallen in and fallen out,
And now, we can't fall in again,
Because frigid are our hearts,
Just like the stony snow.
Lo and behold,
Someone with enough fire to break our seals,
Enough fire to melt the stony snow.
And we can confidently sing or whistle,
With the ol' Don Williams, as he sings,
'Falling in love again
I'd fallen out but there's no doubt,
I'm falling in love again'.
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