Three Jewels Poem by Poetezz Nana Ama

We lived so normal our lives
From the 8th to the 9th position.
In peace, love and harmony we thrived,
In spite of daring situations.
Working hard towards satisfaction,
We clambered together life's ladder,
Our magnets full of attraction,
My 3 jewels are my muse!

Jo's lips never spoke
Those beautiful words they do now.
Not because he feared a choke;
His organs forcefully bid him a vow.
Dan was at school's brow;
He was a hazy intellect.
Suffering in his head to crowd.
My 3 jewels are my muse!

Sam was always in a vial
Desperately struggling out to flee,
At sadness, tears he would dial
To eventually send him glee.
His eyes would fall sleet
At the least disturbance.
Now happiness he has at his feet,
My 3 jewels are my muse!

We're interwoven, intertwined and intersected to make the perfect home,
An unbreakable love binds us in perfect solemnization.
Pulses exchanged demonstrate our deep affection;
My 3 jewels are my muse!

Dedicated to my 3 sons: Jonas, Daniel and Samuel.