Diesel Stove - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Winter was too cold At these days, so My dad had to equip the diesel stove To have it in the sitting room whereas Winter was about to come... Fall and Winter were cold and They were different from The Fall and the Winter of these days, We were kids, Me, my brothers, and my sisters in addition To my my late granddad and my late Grandmother where they used to come down to Share us... And so the stove was everything in Winter... Some people are still using these stoves up To date.... _________________________________________________ _________________________________________

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 7, 2014

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