For Renee Ssensalo

Who would have thought? This early morning would unearth raw gem I would see history, mystery, and strength An Ebony statuette so adorned, The Queen of Sheba would seem nude, But you were captured in simplicity, Conservative for sure. Who would have thought? My adventure would stretch, and Swell beyond the beach, beyond the hills - You showed my curious hurting self, flowers, not arrows. Who would have thought? I'd have you accompanying me My mind in revere, looking Stretched beyond darkness I'd once seen The weight of earthy raw gems, as Lovely as eager hands of worth. *