Yellow sunshine when she’s home,
Its not warm when she’s away
The mornings filled me up with dew
Drawing my faith towards the raising sun.
For her beauty rays through my fresh, my soul!
Her energy lifts me out of bed, fits smiles onto my face; like a Teletubby!
My yellow sunshine!
A dedication to France “Paris Aims” Komukama, Let Jordan bring new meaning to your life.
Congs, you made me an Uncle
Still, Eric Zachary Mugisha ©