My Friend Died
the death of my friend pains me, oh it pains me
you were there when i was born and cuddled me in your warmth to soothe me when i slept
you were a friend indeed who always fed me when hungry and watched over me when i played
i would sleep in your arms and you would wake me with your fallen fingers, when mama called
oh my heart wrenched
to come home and see you sprawled on the ground, life less
as streams of tears
flowed down my eyes
i vowed never to forget you
My Favourite Tree.
Nyorere Rume
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