Sheltered In This Sandy Life Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

When life is gritty, I spit out
the sand. When life is windy, I
shield my eyes. Some days it feels
like in a mud hut. Some days I tremble
with each handful of sand thrown at me.
I feel the Sandy beach and throw back a
few Sandy words. Friends throw a few back.
We laugh as in childhood. Till the next Sandy storm. Laughter turned to tears says, 'don't forget children. This is a Sandy life. You'll need the shelter of your mother's or father's back. This time without a sling.