To Moses a Very Special Friend
A child of the sun, coldness she knew
not.
But the heat of the moment,
dependent
always uneasy but of passion,
resplendent.
The sun in setting, a lady she was
not.
A flower to compare but a rose inapt.
More an orchid, a beauty of the
tropics.
Or a frangipani, a temptation in her
frolics.
Chimera of the sun, at night a
woman entrap.
Loving, generous but of men she had
flaws.
Our rock in troubles, our source of
muscles.
Joy and laughter in her weird world
of tussles.
But hurt her friends, a tigress with
claws.
Rest in peace beautiful Rina, our
handsome Moses.
A beloved child of the sun, who loved
roses.
Copyright © Tiaua M Ioane | Year Posted 2014
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