Some days, my home is nostalgia
For I smile when I remember;
The playing in the rain,
With no one to refrain
Those days, when life had no bother.
I remember when I was a Corper,
Preparation for bonfire brought us cheer;
But such a downpour burst forth,
For such is its way up North
But I did not mind; there was food to spare.
(C) Chukwudi Isaac
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