Asked she,
“Would you march
With the flag
Fly the balloons
In the air?
Share sweets with friends?
Enjoy with relatives?”
I replied,
What joy for this nightingale?
Far from his land of hill?
The fate of lovers:
To silently remember,
The bygone days,
Spent in love’s chamber.
January 26 2004. Edit Aug 2024
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