Caravans Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Caravans



Caravans

Like old days in desert
Caravans of camels
One had bell on its neck
With pride, always first
Stoppage were Serais
For short times, or the night

Now it is the train…
Making noise, engine first,
Leading way.
Stoppage, stations
For moments, to hours.

Thursday, September 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: comforting
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