Fig Tree

The fig tree by the house with no backyard

Always welcomed me

It was comforting and warm

Teaching me

A child I was

Not knowing death nor life

It taught me eternity

The fig tree in my grandmother’s house

Will always live within me

Slipping

Time is slipping away

And I hoped you would stay

But I’ll be slipping too

I wished you well

I wished you good

I’ve done all I know I could

But time

Is my enemy and time is my friend

I wished I could see it till the end

But time is slipping away

And I will be slipping too

Self Love

Don’t forget to nurture your soul

You lost your pieces
Those that made you, you
And now you wander
Forgetting what you loved
To do