My Guest Poem by Faleeha Hassan

My Guest
There is nothing more important than you, my guest
I will delay my sickness until you leave
And I will cover my sadness with a big smile
I will give my last bread to you and my hungry kids
Don't worry-
I will fill my stomach with water
Come on in…
My house is full of the incense of hospitality
Its walls are made of peace
I know one thing-
You are not my guest
You are my blessing from my God
Don't tell me your name
or
Where you come from
or
Why you are here
After three days
When you leave my house
We will shake hands with hope for the next visit.