Snowballs Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Snowballs

Had gone to see doctor
The chiropractor…

Things are wrong
Very wrong…

From sole to ankle
Are worst parts
To my eyes…

No use of the doctors
On my own, decided:
"Take long walks! "

My feet were like pillows
And the toes squashed
Walked bare feet
And it hurt…

Last night had planned to
Go further and longer.

Turned the light red on me
Next to me a lady…

As always, I start
With smile, and a hi
For hours, she and me
Opened hearts to speak.

She worked as air-hostess
I was, once, a pilot.

A common language
But quite different.

Daily, she does nothing
But watching the TV…
I stole one comment:
"Saw movie, in French
Snowballs, metaphoric…"