My Mother's Bite Pleased Me Most Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

My Mother's Bite Pleased Me Most



My Mother's Watch
by: Freyad Ibrahim

When I was grown up
My left wrist
saw lots of lovely real watches
but none of them
had pleased my heart
like the watches
the traces
of my mother's teeth
had left
on my arm and my hand!

Freyad Hugo

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