To: N # 2 Poem by Mohamed Eid

To: N # 2



In the winter
I miss the fiery sun

And in the summer
I miss the cloudy weather

And the mud of the rain;
Although I love both as much,

Not more or less
Than the sad autumn

Or the rosy spring,
Or your luminous face.

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