AAwuroshi'ye poetry

Monday, September 30, 2019

MY TOOTHLESS NIECE

Inspired by the little One with no hair, idea by the young Man who is fair, written by the other Man with the beard.


My toothless Niece

A year old, but a giant Wrestler
Big, strong, energetic
Dare not carry Her, if You are rheumatic
My toothless Niece, a year old
And ever wearing a smile altho no teeth to show

Life, a commingling of ups and downs
For most, it is all about the pounds
And then in a twinkle, it becomes switcheroo
What an irony... A vanity

Beautiful and colorful, life is a mosaic
And quite pleasing like a music
Yet dream killer, for it can live You shattered
And a giant Wrestler, for it can hit You really hard

Indeed life is a dream
And death is the reality
Brethren, when life hits You
Remember to smile
And if You are broke
Just smile, like My toothless Niece
Even if You have nothing to show

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