She built
me up,
everytime
I fell
into pieces,

and piece
by piece
she collected
me.

like
the stars
making up
the galaxy,
she adorned
and

figured me,
with
the very
thread
that weaved
the fabric
of her
heart.

like a vase
to flowers,
she held
the beauty
in me,
like of her
own.

© Lundi Ncuthu