A flower withered too soon........................
"It's a boy!" the words resonate in my mind, even today,
Today, when you'd have been twenty
I'll never forget the first time I held you,
Cuddly, soft, so delicate, yet
robust, so energetic,
Golden hair, chubby cheeks, a perfect baby,
my nephew, our Omar
We all doted on you, loved our 'zungu',
standing, running, you stole every heart,
My children's best friend, their play mate,
I adored you more than my own,
Innocent as an angel, you stood out,
wit and humour gripped my heart.
Never did you grudge sharing toys or clothes,
With your kid brothers and others,
So polite, respectful and cultured, you blossomed
Like a gorgeous flower, asking to be plucked,
Lightening struck suddenly, for weeks you lay stunned,
Life halted for us all, ears yearning to hear your voice.
Miraculously you came back to us,
Prayers answered, were granted more time with you,
We bonded, cared and cherished your being,
But alas the joy was numbered, fate intervened,
Like a tender bud nipped off its glory,
You left us all in a turmoil of pain and gloom.
No more tests, no school, you had finished
Wanting to relax, planning your vacation, that fatal afternoon
asleep, never to wake up again, you were only sixteen,
Wailing in disbelief, dreams shattered, life grieved,
Why you? my heart cried, Why not me?
All logic seemed irrational, all reasoning was numb.
Since you have gone, happiness is compromised,
Joy is eclipsed, smiles are forced, laughter so artificial,
Things are not the same, satisfaction is an illusion,
Days pass, I continue living, but what
is life without you,
Flowers have colour, not so bright, not so fragrant,
empty, miserable, others are here but not you.
I see faces so lovely, growing, flourishing and enjoying,
But no one like you, unique, immortal in my memories,
I see your tiny hands beckoning to me in the distance,
Your curly locks falling on the sun kissed cheeks,
A naughty smile on your rosy lips,
I still long to hold you, feel your touch and hear your breath.
Feeling defeated, disillussioned, I have to
carry out duties,
In this fake world and wait till my days,too, are numbered,
is just a fleeting episode where perfection is impossible,
But I know, one day, we'll meet again, never to be separated,
You smile in every tear of mine, as my heart waits
To join you in eternal bliss and joy.