Good Morning my love,
Oh, sorry, it's afternoon,
Today I woke up late,
Because the whole night,
I was thinking about you.
This letter to you,
I miss you, it's true,
And yes am sick,
So sudden, it's flu,
But this shall pass too.
It's three years you're gone,
For studies you said,
But now I wonder,
When will you graduate,
And come back to stay.
If not tell me,
I must know for sure,
So that I shouldn't wait,
Maybe i should move on,
There is so much to do.
A quick reply will do,
See you by then,
And prove me wrong,
Tchao, be good.
It's me your pumpkin.
By: Aloyce Mkwizu. Poet and Student.
YOU ARE READING
A love letter
PoetryA poem about two lovers, where one went abroad to study and one is waiting for another. The one abroad has taken too many years so the partner has decided to write a letter to the later. Enjoy the poem.
