I have learned to fall in love so easily

I have always secretly thought it is a trait of my people

A message passed on down from our grandmothers

A generosity and senses of openness

you cannot  but help

call people home

I love the blueness of the Nile,

The memories of spending new years at the banks

Yearly flood into my mind  at the strike of midnight

So I return every year

To fill my heart with sun and love

In the hopes it is enough