Her beauty knows no bounds
The timbre of her name resounds
Her eyes blaze like fire
Never to retire
She marches on in life
With her smile always alight
Her hands of love she stretches forth
Embracing all who knock on her door
The pain she bares we never can tell
As the passage of life meanders and turns
She stands as tall as the Baobab tree
Which withers not and many seasons see
Hermione, my Mother, the Diamond so dear
Your luster will continue to shine and glisten like Pearls
(13 April 2013, Accra)
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