Bosom Ties Poem by Katusiime Jeresi

Willing walls for us to perch
established in our need
soldiers keeping watch
by night shelters, indeed.

Birds with whom we fly
brilliant array of colors
same destination.
Life may hit hard, may have us floored
but this flight keeps a-keeping on

Willing wrongs for our right
even if its only to see us crease
with delight.
Colors of the sky,
each a breath taking hue
friends help you face your worth.

Paradigms of kindness
heavenly stationed sturdy hands
donning generosity's golden cloth
there when life has us bent.
Time turns them family,
bands of dotting brothers
adorable sisters we find.
Protective old dears
present even as we saunter through hell.