by Hellon   Oct 20, 2020

My Mhamo is beautiful,
her eyes sparkle
and her laughter is
like a burst of happiness
filling the room.

My Mhamo said she would not
leave me until her braided hair
came past her waist

I hoped that she would grow taller


as I grew older I knew
that wouldn't happen


every night while she was
asleep my childish hands would
snip as much hair as a dared
from that braid.

I haven't been able to see my Mhamo
for months now


I worry how long
her braid has become...

Hellon @ 20th October 2020


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  • 4 months ago

    by yogi73

    This is absolutely charming!

  • 4 months ago

    by Keira Pickard

    This is such a beautiful, emotional poem. Absolutely amazing. Really, really wonderful, I love it!

  • 4 months ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    A lovely tribute to your grandmother. We are blessed by always having their memories with us.

  • 4 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Oh, Hellon. "Mhamo" means grandmother I gather? There is so much emotion and pain in this... and that child-like determination to keep her close and near, whatever it takes. The semblance of the braid is gut-wrenching, and not being able to see our loved ones in the ways we always could is such a cruel reality right now.


  • 4 months ago

    by Hellon

    Thank you both so much...

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