MY DYING WISH
I am so happy that I did read the feature artic le , written by a friend Jerry Thomas Pam , and he tagged it " MY DYING WISH ". Enjoy it . The opportunity to live among men has always been a privilege I have earnestly hoped for with unflinching zest. I have always desired to behold the gaze of the rising sun every beautiful morning. To witness how it’s warm golden ray arouses the beautiful flowers and cause a diffusion of scents in the atmosphere. I have always desired to gaze at the celestial sphere. It’s beautiful blue parchment making hedge over all the earth. I would always ask myself. When will I have a family where love reigns supreme? Where mum is a fountain of milk and dad my resilient hero. Where mum would wrap me on her back, sing me a lullaby as she slaps my buttocks gently at moments where going to sleep is accompanied by drizzling sobs. I have always desired to have siblings. Maybe two or three that will sleep right next to me. I have looked forward to how w...