it’s been almost 5 years
I left home
and if I go back even today –
I feel nothing has changed –

I am at the gate, about to leave
for a friend’s place,
a party or maybe a night stay

I know ma will,
ask me to have fun,
call me when I reach,
eat on time,
and give 4 more instructions
across the stairway

she might slide the door,
mentally,
but would rush her feet
to the balcony
lean on the railing
lift her glasses,
stress her eyes

lean on the railing
lift her glasses,
stress her eyes

and with all her heart
wave a five –

to my car,
till it fades away,
till it fades away

totsiens ~ a south african word for until we meet again; goodbye, adapted by English – tot (weer)siens, from Dutch tot ‘until’ + zien ‘see’.