Looking forward, looking Backward Suddenly, the heat of love jostled them Awake. Like the African morning Sun rising over the Eastern Lake. “Hurry”, Kola called. “We’ve got the Sun to Mettle.” “Yes”, Tola Teased. “We shall better the Eagles.” Kola scrambled for the Purple. Tola grappled the Apple-scuttle. Saddled, girdled, bridled They rattled the dappled down the Rubbles. Skimble-Skamble, Skimble-Skamble, They fuddled the Trembled. Gentli tickli, timeli knuckli, They crackled the Gaggles Like soldiers they tackled the Battles Ruffled Purple, Brittled Apples Reached they, The Golden Pinnacle The wrinkled, dimpled, feebled couple Have cradled the Turtle Looking back they giggled the Riddles. (A happy married life is after all, like a riddle). Award Winning Poem at Disney World by Rev. Titus K. Oyeyemi On February 27, 2005 (See the meaning of this poetry overleaf)