Wet Nurse Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Wet Nurse
She came with an umbrella
but there is no rain at all.
My lonely heart is longing for a shelter
and she gave me the umbrella.
She left without a word in midnight
and the incessant rain started.
Thunder and lightning all over the sky
and my heart laments for her.
This is an exceptionally caring little poem. We all need a compassionate friend with an umbrella sometimes. Kindest regards, Sandra
a delightful narrative of compassion and luck and the yearning in the heart to free all from pain not possible but still the yearning to do so a fine poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/24/2026 2:47:31 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
Short but symbolically potent. Great stuff, Nimal... really, a great poem! Brian