Mums' Glassed Heart Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Ah babyish ones; learn by heart
Discovering and destroying the household chattels
Commit to memory, we will one day be aged 

Nothing last in the beautiful home of blare
But just like darkness in the middle of the million rays
Implausible, something never washed out

Ay….. youthful ones; remember
Remember…! The glassine dad set aside on the bench
Relocated by mum to rest by her adored divan in the ranch

Astonishing, it controlled the doldrums of mum and dad
That it installed a smile on their lovely visage
So visible it became a bandage
 
Green-eyed we became
And their bespangle were filled of optimism and serenity;
We inhaled love from their graceful breath

Like kids which we were,
Our next agenda was to discover
All hidden magic, which bonded mum and dad

We tussled and romped waggishly with it
Mum rescued and recurred the glassine
Yelling at us

My glass heart, the present from your dad
Anyone who breaks it breaks my heart
And we wondered why she got a breakable heart.