To Be Tied On Her Mother's Apron Strings Poem by Happy Mhlongo

Thought she is a fidus achates
Locking the door of her daughters'
Because she's her only blue eyed girl
On the account of her love she cares.
Might cause a belt from the blue,
Her mom keeps her for love and to grow to grow old,
She said: mom: 'Let me enjoy my life without camparing it with that of others,
I expect to pass through this world but once, any good therefore that I can do or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creatures let me do it now.
Life is real...life is earnest...
Let me then be up and doing
With a heart for any fate'
The course of true love never did run smooth
Let it be my difficulty to achieve it.
And the world shall judge me for the sin I showed.
Let me pass this string you tied mom and live free