Precious Time Take Me 2 Poem by Okim Otu

precious time take me
take me to whence mother's arm
keep me kindly warmth

whence dreaming was fun
and castle cost less to build
since it was on beach's sand

take me to nearby bush
where the stream is comforting
keeping us cool through heated noon

take me to chilly night
when cheerful voices sang
melodies under delightful moon

whence the harmattan cool
forced kids to the burning fire
prompting stories that shaped minds

precious time take me.