MY
PRECIOUS
-
Kamani Jayasekera
(Sri Lanka)
I am unable to express in words
How much pride and happiness
I get when seeing you drive away
your long hair flying you wave
A kiss making my heart beat skip
You have grown tall my dear child,
And fair, your ‘cream tea’
complexion
Making you stand out among others.
It is amazing how you have adapted
To the alien environment, making it
Your own, uprooted from your
Motherland planted in a foreign soil
Like an exotic plant in a park
Now you speak the language they do,
Behave as they do, independent
From shackles invisible, care free
from all those conventions by a
culture imposed of a bygone era
That made me detest enough never
To set foot again, though it was the
Same that imposed limits and
Made me keep and nurture you.
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