At The End Of The Day Poem by Atef Ayadi

At The End Of The Day



At the end of the day,
A good breath,
Water,

A human beautiful connection,
Some good food to share,

That is what rejuvenate my skin.

If there is none,

I still have my skin.

Sunday, February 22, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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