The time you were born
People were happy for sparkling son and daughter
Your father stood cheering by,
But home shoulder high you came.
To-day, I never forget,
When shoulder-high they brought you home,
And set you at your doorstep down,
And alone you were left
You are my shining star
Though you weathered quicker than the rose
Silence is what I hurt
As it reminds me when earth stopped your ears.
As people flocked to gaze the strengthless dead,
Courage I gathered to take up your fighting spirit
And without gazing I said my last prayer
You remain my hero and heroine.
Note: The poem is Dedication to my parents Evelyn and Baxter Kamwiyo