My Folks - Poem Written by Motswetla Motswetla



My heart beat.
The Fibonacci sequence that completes my Golden equation.
Love is the pattern that resonated, when my thought sinks deep, as I ink down this 26 alphabets scrabble in different patterns just to show my appreciation for you.

My existence will be meaningless without you, like a complex equation without an equal sign.

You're my light bearers that shine beyond the infinite stars.

You're the fountain of knowledge I suckled from,
the golden spoon that fed me.

You're an oasis, beyond the mirage.

My anchor that I cling to through the typhoons and Stormy gales .

You're the veins that flow with kindness, and limitless altruism.

You gave me wisdom that is light years ahead my time.
Now I am a wordsmith, word artist I encrypted this picture into words.
You will remain till the realms of time.

This is not a word play, it’s an infinite love affection in display. These words are eternal craftsmanship, curving statues for my hero and heroine.

You're my grand creators, my parents OBM (Olebeletse and Boatsalwa Motswetla).

Written by the great ancient story teller of all time: Motswetla Motswetla

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