Keep Them Close Poem by xihluke mlangeni

[dedicated to my father Reckson Mlangeni]



There was never a smoke without a fire nor a tail without a head
Behind every loss
There is memories that lies in the skies when the soul rise

One day a father died.
And On that pain, cold morning,
In the warmth of her smile,
The daughter was stuck with the sigh of learning that sometimes
You just have to let them fly

No more hugs, no more correction when she seem to go out of the way straight into the quite days

Sometimes, what we care about the most goes away, never to return before we can say goodbye, say 'i love you'

So while we have it, it is best we adore it
Give it time, even if we don't have it

This is true for a frienships and relationships
And children with bad marks
and girls with bad lips
We keep them because they are worth it

Not to judge them but-keep them close