Ramadan

by Tijjani Grema Mustapha
(Nigeria)

Its a matter of shame for us to let you go, but we have no choice. I wish we could lock you up, and keep you forever with us. Your living days are over in our world. You came and spent days with us, but today, the days you spent came to fruition. I can remember the first day you came and brightened up our world, and promised us you will be with us for 29 days. I never thought you were so serious with what you said, but today we understood. I am crying with no tears, because I've no tears to shed again. I cried like the first day I came to the world. I once joked about the movement of the days, "that they are not running, but they're skipping". Today, finally I know that what I said it wasn't a joke, it's surely and purely the truth. You made a promise again, by saying that you will be back again in some number of months to come. I am happy to recall this promise that you made. I will be patiently waiting for you again. I pray to live long and see you again my dear best friend (Ramadan)