Hazards
Hazards.
Like the morning dew,
In the summer time,
I hadn't the sun but life to sue,
For its forthcoming crime.
So much time without a smile,
And when comes the time to,
Another hazard, another hullabaloo,
Like losing your child smile.
Several years ago,
Your mother, a C-section to undergo,
Gave birth to an Angel,
In the month of April.
Ah! Such an amazing day it was!!!
We were Mas, Grandmas and Papas,
How long was it going to last?
I wished our joy could everlast.
Anew, a hullabaloo,
We couldn't eschew,
Your mother's last smile,
Shown how life can rile.
AMJO.
Copyright © Julien Olivier Abolo Mvondo | Year Posted 2022
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