No Winter Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

No winter

Dad woke up at midnight
He heard door, a soft knock.

Slowly
Cautiously
He walked and
Opened up…

Goat ran in
Had come back

"Strange! " said mom, dad.

Road was long
Infested with the wolves
As life is all around.

"How could she? " they questioned
"How could wolves spare her? "

Cold and ice and snow were absent
Blossomed the apple though winter started.

"Miracle, " they both thought.
They praised the cause, source
that was me…the foetus.


Grandpa had fallen
and my mom pregnant
and now was the season
and the goat, her return
of distance; after sale.

No winter for us now
in place that I live
City of Toronto…
can we say: "Miracle"?