Treasure Island

sallam yassin

(05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

Spring is knocking on the door


Spring is knocking on the door
Why u don't open for the joy
Spring is knocking on your heart
Why You don't embrace
this beauty- on the go
that blossom is not for a long
As the early buds of spring
and yarn birds on string
Spring is tweeting like a bird
Why u don't swing
In a song
In a cheers
Of the nature
in a dance
this blooming
Is not for a long
So fill the cup
And fill- the core

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014
Edited: Saturday, May 31, 2014

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