0736967042🕊 Poem by Yoyama Magwashu

I wasn't ready to say goodbye,
I wasn't ready to see you in deep sleep
Wearing clothes that you loved 'church clothes.'
Sleeping in your bed that matchs with your outfit,
You had style even though you were out of breath.
You're my hero, I even miss to make you bread, wash and rub your feet.
You trained me to be a Doctor cause I was able to take care of you through dark days.
But after you've left me I lost the passion, that dream was meant for those days.
What's the use of being educated while you will die?
What's the use of having a family that you will create bond with and left them devastated?
I think it's time for me to accept.
I will rejuvenate my dreams. REASY EASY
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