Let me tell you of the pulse of Papua New Guinea
Jordan Dean – bridging the written & the declaimed

This is your time


An entry in the 2016 Crocodile Prize

This poem is dedicated to my younger sister, Clara Are

The day has come
To leave your nest, to leave home
Do not worry and cry
Confidently spread your wings and fly
Young girl!, the moment has come

Time to conquer the world, fun you’ll have some
There’ll be trials and do not grow weary
Challenges shall arise, don’t give up – just try
We’ve had ours, and now, your time has come

Life can be at times cumbersome
Away from your dreams do not roam
All the time be wary
Very soon, all these will be history
You’ll be flying with colors home
We’ve waited for this day, and it has finally come


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