A Few Things My Mother Taught Me Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

A closed letter written day and night
with attention under two eyes' light
page by page in my heart
opening in one fine day for me

The forbearing seeds spread
In the lines of my spirit
One by one with no speed
greening in the coming way nearby me

The wrinkled hands moved mild
caressed my head leaking inside
sheet by sheet of my mind
smoothing some day ceasing me

The sincere glances flared hope
tying despair's hands as a rope
light by light fired my eyes' mope
A few things my mother taught me