It has been over a decade
Since we met in the arcade
Your silver hair and ivory white teeth
Your flashing smiles full of mirth.
We went to the Museum Kitchen in Onikan
Onikan on the Lagos Island.
Everybody knew you were from another land.
But, only very few knew you were an American.
Such sweet memories linger
From the summer to the winter
And I miss the Granola Bars
Of oats and honey and as delicious as Mars.
You have been gone since 1989
And you are no longer walking with me
Walking with me under the African sunshine
But, I know that someone love me in Tennessee.
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