David Carolissen Love Poems
- 1. Graduating From Childhood
I realized with trepidation
that you fast growing up.
Soon you, and many of your generation
will graduate from childhood
- 2. Only Words... My Son
Yield to love; both a proper self-love
and a sincere love for others.
One that will do no harm to you or your neighbor,
both here and for eternity.
- 3. So We Were Poor...!
Yes we were poor, what da hell?
My parents could not read or write
It was a struggle to finish Matric with candle light.
When others kids could have their rapports signed