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<h4>Poem by <span class="has-inline-color has-luminous-vivid-orange-color">Refilwe J Mokgatlenyane </span></h4>
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<p>It was one summer night and the sky was raining its cold mist<br>My body was feeling light and lifeless like the watch that was wrapped around my wrist<br>The house too was scared,signaling there’s nobody home<br>Sarah is my wife, usually I find her home everyday when I come back from work</p>
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<p>Every night she’d call me outside and we’d look at the stars shining bright on top of our house<br>And we’d talk about how we’re gonna name our children Virgo and Libra because they’re our favorite horoscopes<br>Today when I came, I called Sarah’s name and the only answer I got back was an echo<br>I expected to smell the nice dinner right from the garage door, calling me to my kitchen for Sarah is the best cook<br>She really inherited the art of cooking from the hands of her late mother</p>
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<p>But that night, when I walked from the garage, I smelt no food from the kitchen, just a damp, odorless air from the chilly weather<br>The lights were on, perhaps my beautiful Sarah was not well<br>I knew I had to deal with it because my beautiful Sarah was five months away from bringing two beautiful identical humans to this earth</p>
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<p>The house was lonely when I got inside, I thought I’d find my beautiful Sarah sleeping in our comfy king size bed<br>My beautiful Sarah must be feeling unwell and maybe I needed to rush her to the doctor<br>But our room was empty, a cold feeling of panic dousing over my body<br>The house too was quiet, even the room we were beginning to prepare for our two little humans had nothing, but a pink wall decorated with yellow and white butterflies, a white double cot and some new toys we got from the store</p>
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<p>Sarah and I were to come and call the company to finish doing the décor<br>I shouted out her name again and again the only answer I got was an echo<br>I walked around the house, our little library was also empty, except the last novel we read together last night, “Red queen “<br>But my heart palpitates,and I tried acting calm, Sarah was out to see her friend<br>But no, Sarah would never go out and not tell me about it, so I got on my phone and called Vicky<br>But Sarah was not at Vicky’s, not even at Mary’s, those were the only two friends she’d go to<br>A thousand more pulses counted within a second, tears slowly started attacking my eyes<br>I called Sarah’s phone and it rang</p>
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<p>But I could hear her ringtone singing from the kitchen, I rushed there<br>My eyes opened more wider when I came closer to her phone<br>There was a letter, ‘’Dear Marvin ‘’<br>It was Sarah’s hand that penned it down</p>
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<p>Dear Marvin<br>Do you remember that very first day we met?<br>When twilight was spreading her beautiful shades of red and the bus stop in California street was where I sat<br>I was reading a novel by Sarah Deaden and on the other side of my lap laid my cat<br>You came and shared a seat with me, I never saw you sit there at first</p>
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<p>But when you greeted me with a line from the novel, I was reading<br>That’s when I rose my eyes to look at you<br>And the first smile you wore over that face when our eyes met set tingles down my spine<br>That’s when I knew I needed nobody else but you<br>The first beautiful thing I knew about you was that you read books, and I did too<br>It was even more beautiful when I got to know we read the same books</p>
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<p>You were the only happiness that came into my life in the shape of a handsome man and from the very day we tied the knot<br>I knew even death would not do us apart<br>Because with my beautiful heart, I was ready to love you beyond the borders<br>I wanted to get every single meaning of every single word<br>But the more I read, was the more my forehead dripped buckets full of sweat<br>My heartbeat like it’d pierce through my chest and fall to the floor<br>But after swallowing a thousand more times<br>My Adam’s apple bobbing up and down my throat like it’d come out my mouth<br>I dosed my eyes for a short moment, hoping this doesn’t end as I’m expecting<br>And opened them again to continue reading</p>
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