</> young and shy
scared to show her fears, she smiles
March that year, she was born and released out of 'her' delicate insides
born three months before the appropriate set time
you'd swear she'd be a handful
for the first five years she went to creche,
following six years she was in school
making her mom proud
she then moved on to being in high school
and all these yaers of development
she was born and raised in Johannesburg, a place in her heart
that can nevre be replaced by any priceless
monument in the world she has come to know
today she lives in a place well known to man
being pushed to thrive
to one day go back home and prove
that home REALLY is
where the heart is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem