MY BELOVED MOTHER

The words I'm about to utter

Aren't from my heart,

But straight from the ink of my pen.

Who would have known? 

Even pens can bleed words.

My head is at haste

Wondering if you're asleep already,

Or rather watching our favourite show

At the middle of the night. 

Keu hopotse

Ke nyoretsoe ho bona kahlo a hau

Lerato le bohale la pelo ea hau

My heart aches to sleep beside you tonight.

I lov

e you Mom.