Poem -

Sweetheart

I thought sugar was sweet 
You proved me otherwise
Then i tasted Sugarcane
You still proved i know nothing about sweet things
Then i was made to believe Honey was sweet
You smiled at me while shaking your head
Then i discovered myself that what ever i thought was wrong
You politely said i am a God given
At night when i had a sweet tooth i remembered you 
Realized i should have been tasting things to find sweetness 
I realized i wasted time using taste-bites 
I then found myself looking at all the good things you have done for me
I counted all the blessings you washed me with 
I found myself saying why i never noticed how sweet you are
I ended up saying you are my God given blessing 
You are the sweetest person to grace me by your presence
You are so sweet even when i anger you you humble correct me
You never case me when i do wrong
You never run away when i am down and out 
You always encourage me to go forward when i have setbacks 
You comfort me when i am in tears and in sadness 
You are there when i lose 
I know when i win you will be there
You are my sweet angel
No sugar or honey will amount to how special you are to me

You are my sweetheart

Umhlaziyi Ozimele 
Sandile Mngadi

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