I watched the big man raising his brow and smiling a'shy I looked as played with his eyes to entice the little girl The girl who touched his heart with fire I watched the big man so excited, he could'nt hide As he looked into her eyes searching, hoping to find what his eyes said so loud The big man hides behind a smile afraid, maybe the little one hasnt found it within So i watch the big man his eyes begging, asking, calling ...and the little one hides she knows, she feels; she likes the big man Terryanne Chebet
Chronicles of a former Business Journalist | Believer of the African Dream | Mother | Lover of Life| Poet