The golden sun danced into the sky, leaving the wide land dark and formidable.
The shadow cast a sadness upon us and made us long for home again.
We were warriors far away from father land.
In a land we knew nothing of
We had come to serve
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In one mind we set to work
Our backs bent in the task
Living one day at a time
It was a story we would tell
A life we had to survive
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I met you and you met me
Partnership were formed
Secret crushes were built
Friendship that lasted for those days
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We parted ways on the days appointed
Our hearts filled with memories
We smiled and laugh
We were the warriors in the jungle
We had served the land
Our toils we hope will never be lost
Yet we sailed for home
We left to journey on.
© Booky Glover, 2017
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We lived under this building.
Modupe, Me, Yinka and Tope.
A friend inspired me to write this piece. We served our country in places we had never been to.
A writer is clawing her way out this February. Thanks for your support. You all are the best!
Booky Glover 
Sweet memories! Friendship is such a beautiful relationship! ☺
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Yes, but when we parted ways we lost the friendship we used to have.
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That must have been a joyous experience. Save those memories.
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I have the memories saved in my mind. The pictures too.
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