Phumelelo Sello

June 18,2004 - Polokwane
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It was too soon

If is not the breeze then is you,
Your space is so calm,
The sound of your fan is just so serene.
I would have not asked for a safer space.

Open and free for me.
I was welcomed with warm hands in your space,
You did not allow anyone to share it with you,
I am pleased to have had the honour to share it with you.

God took all that away…
but left your face in my mind,
but left your voice in my head,
he forgot to take your fragrance on my clothes.


God took all that away…
but left your accent on my tongue,
but left all the memories we shared in my mind,
he left even the teachings you gave me in me.
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