A Holiday Poem by khaled Elbalishy

A Holiday



At eleven o'clock
I read a book
I go to the mosque,
Green trees from the nook,
I use a string and a hook,
So, i go to the river to have a look,
I stand beside the rock,
I give a fish to Mom to cook.

Sunday, August 11, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fish,green,mom,river
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