For years, Jane wandered,
Beside the evangelical parade...
Dear Mtanam
Injabulo enginayo whenever I think of you...
In Christmas's glow, where dreams and joy entwine,
A tale unfolds, of Christ's birth divine...
In the tapestry of time, where friendships bloom,
Mes amis, like petals, dispelling life's gloom...
Right in the corner of her eye
A tear of joy bides its time...
You always wake me up
In the middle of the night...
A mothers love so tender so sweet
So caring and beautiful...
In Loving Memory of a Mother's grace
Amidst the realms of time and space, A tale of...
Would you make me a coffee?
Smoke a cigarette with me...
Fathers are like the ocean,
Vast deep, strong in motion...
You grip my finger in your tiny hand
and you look at me as if I have all the answers...
To my sister,
You have fallen...