A letter ...

You brought me to a place where you knew I'd be safe
You took me to places which you knew you could trust
You left knowing I'd be strong

Life knew Time was not its friend

But you showed me what I was ready to experience
You wanted the best for me, things you didn't have
Tho at times I hated you when you were right
And when you'd beat me I'd laugh because being stubborn I was just getting immune to it
Or when you chased my "friends" away from the front door
You made fun of me when I gained weight but you always said you envied my beauty
You put me in place when I'd gas up knowing damn well I shouldn't think I was the ish
I knew you were just protecting me with your love

I used to wait for your shuffling of your white sneakers with your all white out fit to hit the plastic runner on the carpet in the halfway
The kiss b4 you left and how you'd tuck me in knowing that I'd have to wake up soon
And sure to leave a warm breakfast out for me
Oh yes I won't forget when you'd pull me from the bed when I didn't want to get up
LOL Oh I do rememba

I felt for you when you knew that the relationship was breaking
You only stayed for us

"Muskana" was the echo I'd hear
but know its just "Mahgallay"
I wish I never took you for granted, you warned me but I did not listen
I'm suffering now from those mistakes
But eventho I struggle and yern for that feeling of just innocence as a child
I feel you still are protecting me

When I look at my hands I see you...the exact make from your father to your father's father...
I'm glad you chose to have me as your own

As I ask myself why didn't I believe you when I talked to you last
So proud of where you came from yet you knew you'd stay there
So ready to fight and feared nothing but HIM

I knew I lost you before I lost you
I wished and cryied at night for you to return yet holding the tears back in the face of the world
Yelling to my pillow your name yet not hearing your reply

I was not able to say my last word
That huge lump in my throat as I spoke there infront of the Ambuyas and Sekurus
I couldn't say what was truely in my heart for I feared
There is more to the story but I am just to naieve to know the truth

I am asked constantly about who took part in the making of such a unique kind
A make that not many can interpret nor are able to immitate
Many tried but were not able to make the right proportions for the mix
A gift for the Lord it was that united the two

The "Hunny" to "Lovey" will neva be heard
I don't want another one to say it, tho I know he would be happy
Can there be another one like you?

Now I speak of past tense about you yet you live
You live in me, my life, my walk, my smile, my laugh, and my heart


Deno Ku Lova Sterreki, Amayi!!!