Tua – An Ode to Myself

Tua – An Ode to Myself

Those little feet, big hair, Mamma’s princess, Daddy’s only heir. “She’ll become a prodigy” Sharp eyes, tiny ears; see, she picked the pen, Prophecy it seems, Little head burdened with their big dreams. * The little princess fell sick, She wouldn’t move, she couldn’t speak. Sleepless nights spent by Mum, Deranged, frightened and the lovers [...]