Sunday, March 3, 2019

My own




My own 
Like rivers you flow
Meanders across the floor
Bends to the morning
Why so fast along
Chasing the sun
It will not go down
Today is the day
Singing and dancing 
Along we wait anxiously
With grass we swim 
No water is needed 
Just the joy with smiles
Run through and break it
No one cares anymore 
My own

Slondile Dlamini

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