When i was stumbling

in the dark,confused

and crying out for help,

this friendly fello seemed amused;


And while i fought like anything

to keep the candle lit 

he cheerfully reviewed

the guttering of my wit.


Astonished that the brother found

my struggle such a treat

i turned th flickering light on him

and glimpsed his doven feet.


              By:Rena Boodram

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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