Basket Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Basket



Basket

The father demanded:
“Go, bring a basket.”

“What is for? ” son questioned.
“Get rid of grandpa…I’m tired.”

Went and came, had two but.
“What is this? ” asked father.

“For your turn…”

Polite say:
“Think again.”

Sunday, November 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
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