Hertha is a family girl. She loves to spent time with her family. It is most important to her.
In the streets of Wanaheda I sit and play with my friends,
We play house, we play "amagoose" in the sand,
I am happy and full of joy.
Then at exactly 18h00, I see a white Toyota conquest.
I run home quickly to go open the gate, Tate is home,
He bought us bread and apples.
I am excited and ready to hug him.
He would wash me, then later teach me how to read,
Later he would help my older siblings with homework,
And when I was old enough I could make his tea while he watches Aljazeera.
I am home and at peace.
He complimented everything I did well.
He discplined me when it was needed.
He took me everywhere he went.
He told me to go alone and make sure I come home on time.
He is my hero,
He is my father,
Although now in the village as he is retired,
I miss him so much.
© 2020 Hertha David
Hertha David (author) from Windhoek, Namibia on August 06, 2020:
Thank you so much for your comment. I am glad you liked it.:-)
Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on August 06, 2020:
This is a cool article, thanks for sharing it.