This fragile life
I have always believed in words,
the consoling, healing power
Of the great architecture of letters.
I never thought that my art will ever fail me.
That it can ever be impossible to collect the correct
And enough letters to explain my loss,
How I feel, how life can be uncertain.
But today words have failed me ,
They don't feel as powerful as they were.
Her coming to life was a great happiness to all of us.
The 719 days that I have been with her,
Watching her grow, blossoming to a pretty young lady
Has been one of my greatest times.
There is no perfect life I have seen lived like her's.
How grateful she always were,
Even in the smallest acts she would say 'santii' ( thank you ).
I will not regret for the time that I will not be with her
But I will be grateful for the time that God saw fit for us to share.
Because I know she has been raised to glory.
Tribute to My little angel,
Lovely Jemurungu ❤