African Roots

Linger

Happiness lingers,
and flutters,
in the valves of my heart.

I can feel it,
all through my veins,
in my body.

Dancing in a way,
to the beat of my heart,
like the tom-toms in Africa.

Happiness lingers,
and flutters,
like butterflies in my heart.

I can feel it,
all through my veins,
in my body.

Dancing in a way,
as my heart,
beats like the tom-toms in Africa.

Linger ~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Made this poem as a dedication to Africa. I do not know the roots of my African heritage but I feel like I do. Whenever I think of Africa, I think of a place full of happiness.

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