Nicholas Was A Pizza Deliveryman At Kamal's Store - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
I drove my pretty car in the foggy weather On the pretty 648 boulevard in the pretty Winter, I was all by myself and no one was beside me, So I turned on the car's radio to listen to Some light music at that pretty day, I loved to drive all by myself on 648 boulevard Because I kept that boulevard by my heart, I always believed that a new hope would come Out of the foggy road anytime in the morning, I had that pretty hope that would mean I would Be able to see my best friend in life Nicholas, Nicholas was Sam's son-in-law and he was at the Same time my dearest and my best friend, He was older than me, but I always loved his Sweet and pretty company all the time, He traveled overseas to see his sons over there Because they were over there working happily, I missed Nicholas and his pretty attendance when He worked at Kamal's pizza store as a pizza Deliveryman for long time and they all loved him, I always hoped Nicholas would come back from His round trip to see me and see all the guys again, and My hope was in its place and its timing because The next day his son-in-law called me to tell that Nicholas came back from his trip and I was happy.
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