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MAKE ME BETTER


I saw you smiling from a distance in the middle of a roaring crowd 
I thought your smile would make me shine brighter
I saw you another time working hard in your kibanda
I thought your strong arms would would help hold our home
I saw you talking at our village baraza
How such wisdom flowed from your mouth
How you inspired me to love you
How you made me follow you in broad ways
How you made me look for you even in dark alleys
Where you would not be found
Till I finally found you
As beautiful as ever
So full of wisdom yet so funny
I remember when you said yes and smiled
Golden sparks glittered out of your eyes
How you made me
A man at thirty
Feel like he was thirteen
I remember how you said
"Yes I will marry you."
I remember it all
And now before this congregation
After we have said the I dos
Promise to make me better
For I promise nothing less
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