BAOBABS

The longness in her life is my wish,
My dear baobab,
grows tall and thick,
Growing lads love your seeds,
while crawling skirts propose to your shape.

Dear baobab ;
You are specially shaped,
you and your chaperonic fonts,
enveloped in the bark of acumen.
Understandings sail you
to Madagascar, your broadness holds the home.
A seed of yours mend the scattered heart of a tethered brogue.

Dear baobab ;
Thick and wide, house me and
I shall *tọ́jú you, your seeds and your xylem
will never suffer.

Oooh Baobab, thick and warm,
I wouldn't mind being under your shield till
my whistle falls .
And Madagascar?
I will trek, run and fly to crave
my missing half,
oh baobab of life!

By ©Fasasi Rosheed Abuu Faheem
January 2018
*take care