The geese do not fit in one pond
The seagulls on one lookout
Nor you and I under one umbrella.
.
And yet, it rains equally
Over raspberry bushes,
Anis weed and poison oak,
Over the waveless bay,
The bike path, and our words.
.
Let us close this umbrella
And skip in the rain.
Perhaps it will wash us
And bring our hearts
Closer together.
Copyright 2020 Majid Naficy
Read this three times in a row, enjoying it more each time. Thank you.
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Thanks, Barbara!
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