Sicelo Sithole

(09 April 1986 / Durban, South Africa)

Flowers Of Gold


You are my flowers of gold,
You have preserved your beauty, yet in the days so cold.
Within the deep mysteries of love you have never sold,
Your serenity and the heart so bold.
In these days building up the towers of the years so old,
You forever remain in my memory, my only flowers of gold

Submitted: Monday, January 19, 2009

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  • Sicelo Sithole (5/20/2009 8:57:00 AM)

    Thanks Karin, it is actually a love poem for the girl i use to be in love with...she surely remain to be my flowers of gold, whereever she is now... (Report) Reply

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