The Four Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The four

Life is life
do not judge
no, never in a rush.

In my car I got them
two polite and young men
one mentioned forgetting his wallet.

"Sorry but…"
I told them of the girls
"are waiting for us and on the way."

Surprised we were all
not girls but two angels
waited us.

"Let's go back and get them."
friendship started so simple.

You who says "good" or "bad"
either "white" or "black"
think once of
the "grey".