
12-31-2021
MBM-Tine Brice
Tine, Martine


I remember when you were so young
So vibrant, full of fire and free
You hadn’t a care in the world
It all came easy, you had no want
You grew up so fine
The object of all’s desires
Inquired by many, requested by most
And all yearned to be found in your sight
E’en at an old age beauty remained
All heads turned for you
All eyes yearned your glare
Young and old awaited your approval
You’re no more amongst us
And your legacy live on in many hearts
Your daughter’s features resemble you in many ways but
She hasn’t your fire, she’s young,
Her flaming’s low
Yet her long lean stride reminds us of your constant flow
Written in 2000s
MBM-Tine Brice
My Shadow follows me everywhere
He’s there in the dark and light
In the day, it’s easy to see my Shadow
As the sunshines he finds me
At night, it’s quite a different sight
Often I fear he may be lost
But that’s not so, for when the
Smallest ray of light appear,
As does my Shadow near
My Shadow follows me in every way
He does as I do, looks as I do
We are inseparable, Shadow and I
Even in the deepest and softest silence
Shadow speaks ever so lively
He breathes life in all that seem lifeless
My Shadow is important to me
Because he’s mine alone
None other would dare to compare
Shadow and I, on a journey to win
Through thick and thin
We’re determined to win ’cause
We’re survivors, we don’t give up.
We simply put up, at times
We shut up to get up, higher up.
Shadow ticks and tocks around me
Like the hand on a clock.
But through all the phases we,
Shadow and I look the same
Without ever looking into a mirror.
I see my constant reflexion
In my SHADOW!
Written in 2001
MBM-Tine Brice