Contentment Poem by Fuad Rifka
Contentment
Since days began…
To his fields every morning
His shirt, the wrinkles of earth
His shoes, the cracks of time
Since days began…
To this house every evening
On a wooden chair
Holy bread and wine.
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: house
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