Red dust puffs up,
blending with black smoke,
cleaned by short, purpose driven rains
waiting to settle,
to be finished
Napping under a tree,
heavy with unripened mangos,
waiting to be finished,
to be picked
Babies born of Mama's,
trying to be strong, wishing not to fear,
school will have to wait,
waiting to be finished,
to settle and be free
Promise
never to forget to remember,
may you find your feet,
fill yourself with ripened mangos,
may you someday be finished
and complete
D.O.
Copyright HotFlash Press, 2011
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