For Ama George

I heard today
You were no longer
With us

My heart sunk
I had hoped one day
To see you again

Your brilliant smile
Your chuckle
Your calm exterior

My thoughts of you
Were always
On Sunday morning

Your walk by
At the Mission house
In Damongo

Always regal
Your tall neck
Your side glances

My sister
From another mother
What happened

I weep
As I write this
Who will weep with me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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August 2, 2017 at 11:03 AM
What a wonderful tribute to this loved one. Someday you may know what happened and wish you hadn't. That's the way with "news". Some is best unread. Thank you for sharing this with all of us on the soup. oldbuck
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