Memories
Watching serenely as they both traipse thru'
Knowing how life without them would just never do,
Cautiously I assess their haphazard games
Mentally capturing memories 'tween frames,
Recalling their births which seem like yesterday
I grow forlorn for many long lost a day,
With each passing moment my adoration grows tenfold
As I grasp in wonderment at my progeny like gold,
I hope and I pray that my health endures
To proudly watch as my son matures,
And to witness my daughter as she chastises her own
for attempting the very things that cause her to now moan,
How I applaud my mum for all she has done
I thank her for each and every one
The warnings ,the laughter . . . and yes, even the tears
Through all the memoryfilled days, months and years
This poem of mine has been selected in the semi finals of Lentswe(The voice) in my
province, and I will now go on to the finals later this year. Winning would mean exposure for
myself as a poet.
Copyright © Fathima Dawood | Year Posted 2009
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