Lufuno(Love) Poem by Khethiwe Ramathuthu

My son’s name is Lufuno and I swear he is love himself.

His face is love, his smile is love, everything about him is love.

When he touches my face with his little hands he is love.

His walk and his step is full of love, there is nothing about him that is not love.

His eyes are gentle, and he has two dipples that show themselves only when he is naughty.

He is like spring followed by a band of butterflies, where ever he goes love follows.

It chases him it, over takes him, he trips on it, he stumbles over it.

He cannot get way, he cannot refuse or deny it, it overcomes him.

My son’s name is Lufuno and I swear he is love himself.