God writes your name in stardust when you’re born
Her Gogo used to say
And she would glance up at the sky and wonder
Which constellations birthed her mother
And she’d pick one and chatter to it
As if it held her mother still
But she was young and always changed the pattern
Depending on her mood and view
The baboons are getting married
Mkhulu used to laugh
When a rainbow filled the sky
And she wondered how they made such a beautiful arch
And if a human had ever witnessed such a spectacle
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