Dhaliwe - Poem by Shelton Chiuswa
We will plant an oak tree for this half a decade of love together sweetheart,
The beautiful green leaves so pure as our union,
they tear with joy with the morning dew of our new day,
We will seat at noon under the willow tree in harmony,
Carving the doors of our love for another hundered years from the trunk of the pine.
A serenade of the flaming red maple tree and flame lilies brightens our afternoon to sunset.
At dusk we plant a crab tree in our garden of love.
I left a kiss for you today in that drawer with silver and spoon like every other day, did you find it?
I sent you the silverware for you to cherish foerever did the postman deliver it today?
The silverware had hugs and kisses plastered with the box.
Tonite at moonlight the silverware will be our orchestra and the myraid of stars our light,
Our laughter and joy sparkling through the night.
As we celebrate a life shared in the last half a decade together
Did you see the our journeys kaledioscope reflected in blue, pink and turquoise?
My color blue with all its wisdom and faith leapt us to this day today of journeys past and conquered,
Your color pink a delicate, tender and sweet has been the light of this day today and of journeys past and sweetneded,
Our color turquoise finding peace in one another and a friendship that has shown us the way today and journeys past and beyond.
My sweetheart I will plant you a garden of daisies,
When you pluck one the aromatic scent will leave a print of my love in your heart.
Thus when morning come let the blossoming yellow, the sweetness,
With morning dew melt your heart with this love till the end of time.
We celebrate half a decade of love, we celebrate a life my darling.
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