Roses And Lilacs By Musa Gift Masombuka

I’ve watched your petals wither, blown by the winds of life. You remained rooted, that gave me hope.

I was just a lilac, caught in a storm. Nothing much I could do than to submit to the waves.

and here we are today On a clear sky and sunshine. Your petals bloomed and my leaves multiplied.

You’ve grown thorns too.
Scars are museums of tragedy.