Augustine Tagaste

Author of Poetry and Prose

Hawassa Flower


A lady for all seasons

Complicated in simplicity

Lacking nefarious reasons

Great in humble felicity


Low but rose by her

I am a better man

In her fire I burn

Command me she can


My world she became

Building man from boy

From crazy to sane

With ecstasy and joy


Our union bore fruit

Life did we breathe

Great noble pursuit

Offspring so sweet


Grown together in time

Embracing passion’s fate

Life unceasingly kind

Dreaming never to wake


She and I are we

Together day and night

Forever blessed I be

Grateful for my wife


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