Heba Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

They don't need to tell me About her Simply because I know her And even I know her name... She is more than a pretty flower or A wonderful rose anytime... She is a charming soul Who makes my heart leaps up... I do see her anywhere and everywhere... She is totally everywhere In this big and lovely world... I miss her a lot, but She always dwells in my warm heart... Her pretty name makes me different Simply because I know what that names To me anytime... She is everything to me and I always turn my compass Towards her in truth... ______________________________________________________________________