Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Rookie - 0 Points (27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

to my brother


to my brother

since you gone
all hope were lost to a stone,
my eyes always see you
by the shadow not once,
my dreams all mirrored upon you
from the day you left
us in the empty skies of tears,
will you ever come back
to stay with us again?
will you smile again
to the stories i tell?
will you?

your child always reminds me
of you,
we miss you dearly
and tenderly,
we miss you dear brother,
your smile i still remember,
your house i still remember,
your life was short my brother,
why did you have to die?
why did you leave us behind?
will you ever come back?

opn09052013/2119

poem: “to my brother”
book: “cold feet”
year: may 2013
book no.5 of 2013

rest in peace brother modise ntema (05.05.1979-16.05.2008)

Submitted: Friday, May 10, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 10, 2013

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rest in peace brother modise ntema (05.05.1979-16.05.2008)

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  • Veteran Poet - 3,319 Points Lyn Paul (5/10/2013 6:47:00 AM)

    What a beautiful write for your brother and so special that he has left a child for you all to love. We will never no the reason why........The heartache does heal (Report) Reply

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