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Monday, January 28, 2008

Shadows

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Grandma is sleeping in her bed
one of her thin hands
lies on the quilt
with long, beautiful fingers

Her bed is in an empty room
nobody there
except a young lady from the past
with long, beautiful fingers

Grandma can't speak or sing
even she can't see a thing
still she has thin hands
with long, beautiful fingers

The young lady used to sing
she used to speak cheerfully
cook delicious food for mealtimes
with her long, beautiful fingers

Grandma is sleeping in her bed
her long, beautiful fingers on the quilt
out fly three white doves
not true beauties, just shadows

Fide ERKEN
Fide ERKEN
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Nizamettin Esen Haymanali 19 December 2010
A beautiful poem well penned, and welcome to PH.
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