Nairobi dreaming
Here we are again,with felt painand sweet gainour names written with a stiff penour memories refrain
What happens when you know you are next?
The sun in my hand. The dust in the wind. The trucks on their journeys.
The birth of our beloved son Haikili. 2012
Mesmerizing Maasai eyes! Blue on the outside, brown in the middle.
So, this is Nairobi ...