Rageemah db Williams

Rookie - 0 Points (02 October 1969 / Cape Town)

The Flower - Poem by Rageemah db Williams

We found a flower, on vacation, up a hill
Was unknown, know no species
or from where it originates
The beauty of the flower drew us in

We then, right there decide
To give itself a name
Quite we became
And suddenly it came

The flower was as white as snow
Diamond heads with a velvet flow
Aroma...mmmm...a sweet temptation
We almost forgot, we on vacation

The first voice shout, The Morné it is
A second voice, his skin too dark
The third voice says, with a soul so pure
We made up our minds, The Morné it'll stay

(Morné de Bruyn...1980 -2013)

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My brother who died just 4months ago, was really something else...He had such a sweet, gentle soul. When he was born, he was quite huge and made headlines...little mr bigstuff they called him...growing up was hard for him, due to his size, but that didnt change him...he always managed to turn the negative into a positive...he was so forgiving and thought it was his job to see to everyones needs...family or no family...he never got married and had no kids...our kids was his kids...we always said, we wish we could be more like him....he was our baby brother and he was great! ! !

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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