On her death bed
needing to conserve energy, she said
but sounded beautifully strong
We spoke about it
but laughed about it more
we loved each other
What was that love?
so much to ponder
why did she call me?
Who is worthy of such a call?
and what honor, grace, blessings this bestole
it's being crowned by angels
How do we proceed with our new relationship?
how do we communicate?
surely I must not forget
The call told me so
and so much more
she was communicating a greater message
She called me beautiful lady, always
she was so much more
so pure, so real, so positive
And her boys?
I'm more mom than aunty now
have to be there, to be her presence
She called on Ghana's Independence Day
giving me freedom to be more, do more, love more
she liberated me
Did she give her life for mine?
why would she call lowly me?
not worthy
Alice is my angel's name
part of my soul forever
mine
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