When my mother left on New Year’s Eve

by suleimanharuna

As 2015 panned left and right on its ethereal, journey’s end

It begged my mother for companionship in taking this bend

My mother looked back and forth to all, family and friend

And, being generous with self, thought of this time it would spend

Away from all that she has known, to yonder, transcend

She looked back and saw a horde of grown birds, who fend

And who with society share, brood, smile and blend

And she believed that leaving now will not, apart, rend

What she had built from dewy dawn. She has no need to further tend

She took her leave, hand-in-hand with 2015…

Leaving no fences to mend

Adieu Inna. There’s a piece of you in all of us.