St. Valentine’s Blues
On St. Valentine
I saw her
On St. Valentine
She told me her name
On St. Valentine
I have not been the same again.
Needless of beating the drums edge
When the centre could produce
The needed sound
I long for her around me.
With her
My life could be happily great
My life could be happily great
Like Oliver Twist
No need to ask for more
No need to ask for more
Show me you care a little
And helped heal a broken heart.
Nsikak Andrew
22nd March, 2000
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