The previous two poems were an attempt to make sense of a tragic and sudden fatal sky-diving accident of a Paarl-lady in her 30's.
She is leaving two young boys behind. Lorenzo and Luca.
She is leaving two young boys behind. Lorenzo and Luca.
It made me think... what we leave behind... our legacy.
the lingering smell of our personality
May this be a special time of Love, with Valentines' now an after-thought, of love in all its forms and flavours.
the lingering smell of our personality
May this be a special time of Love, with Valentines' now an after-thought, of love in all its forms and flavours.
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