I stare into the bottomless hole,
Before flushing away part of my soul...
I tripped over the dog on my way out the door
its Monday again need I say more...
I searched in the East and marvelled at the...
I searched in the West and discovered the...
At night when all the lights fade out,
The colors hide away...
My Arua is African,
Refreshing...
The fifth month is always special in Arua,
The Sweetest Place on Earth...
She runs around our big home,
But she is not allowed to roam...
Spring
Leaves starting to grow...
Boating
Outside on the calm lake...
The Apple Tree
Picking apples straight from the tree...
The Long Poem
This poem goes on and on...
Monday comes and the work alarm runs circles in my...
I could swear the weekend stayed around no longer...