Mid of Night
December, the 24th, a girl knocked and left a note on the boy’s door then rode back home. Found family and friends face down, her mother breathed no more. Her tears could bear no hope, so she set out to free her own soul.
Mid of the night by the cliff, the boy found her before her demise did. Held her close with the words ‘I love you too, I’ll always do’. And in the mid of that night, there was death, there was love, all born on that same ground. Only the stars saw how hope founds its way home.
Pinkett Wambui Muiruri,