Morning Glory Poem by fraidoon warasta

Morning Glory



morning glory
a shining dew
wouldn't be
caught for long
in a spider web
after our departure
everything will
be forgotten
remember:
a bowl of fresh
strawberries
is irresistible
unwaveringly
the humble willow
in the meadow
will keep swaying
with the wind's flow
it will forget
our names
but never
the axe

fraidoon warasta
june 2020
limburg

Morning Glory
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