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He called me a flower.

Hertha enjoys writing about real life experiences. Her imagination and improving analytical skills allows her write about anything.

This is an image of the Oshana during the rainy season in Namibia. The image was taken North of Oshakati in a village called Onepungu in the Northern parts of Namibia. The Northern regions of Namibia are surrounded by the Oshanas.

This is an image of the Oshana during the rainy season in Namibia. The image was taken North of Oshakati in a village called Onepungu in the Northern parts of Namibia. The Northern regions of Namibia are surrounded by the Oshanas.

He said I am as beautiful as carnations,

He said I have the body of an allium,

He said I have the smile of a sunflower,

He said I I smell like white Jasmine's.


I felt beautiful,

I felt loved,

I thought I found thee one to care for my needs,

I thought I could finally bloom.


After three months he was no longer watering me,

I dried up like the Oshanas during winter,

I could no longer produce offspring,

I was infested.


~The End~


Question from the Poet to the reader!


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© 2020 Hertha David

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