Elia Michael Poems

My love is like a faded withered rose,
It is of years ago, of times no more;
And many winter whirling, swirling snows
Have fallen; many more will fall and thaw
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There’s a person with a watering can
If you look on Google search for today
I’m not sure if it’s a woman or man
But she or he is watering away
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The sun was in your eyes and smile
When you glanced in my direction.
I travelled with you for a while,
I felt your love and affection.
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A cool spring breeze blows
Along the cut's hollow
Wrinkled water flows
Its path I follow
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You are the one I never did meet
You my namesake I will never greet
Cruel fate is a cliche yes I know
That does not take away the pain though
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I have lots of aunties ending in ou
Like Diamantou Patou and Katinou
Flourrou and Lenou, but some end in a
Panayiota Maria and Milia
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B irmingham was my first city
I n it I was raised, it was home
R ight from when I was a baby
M y heart was enamoured with Brum
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A wizened woman old and weary
Breathes the al-fresco fig-scented air
In a Xylophagou perivoli
Where sunlight caresses her hair
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