Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

January 16, 1968 - Umuahia, Nigeria
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Heart to Heart

It was past midnight,
On New Year’s Day,
On a charcoal-dark, cold winter night
When Linda received the mail of
The postman was late,
Delayed by all the glooms of winter.
Her lamp had run out of fuel —
Gone with the old year.
But even in the darkness,
With the energy of concealment
She had no need of her eyes.
She read with her heart,
For it raced and raced fondly towards the

And though the winter was bitterly cold,
Thoughts of him kept her warm.
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