White Raven
Grease in her hair
weary a beautiful face
hidden from grace
and the land of tears.
Eyes like an eagle watching
fading, glimpsing emphatic
in her heart’s attic
of hidden fears.
Mother in her dreams
waiting for a free day
to remember and convey
I love you, mama.
Gracing lonely patrons
with Irish Lebanese cuisine
our soaring culinary queen
serving herself on a platter.
posted by Ruby Justice at 6:10 AM
2 Comments:
Ok now this made me cry. damn you roula. I miss gretta and her ways in love.
"Eyes like an eagle watching
fading, glimpsing emphatic
in her heart’s attic
of hidden fears." Those lines made me think of Greta and her worries about you, watchin with an eagle eye... but alas, yeah reem, say hi to reem
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