The Sixth Letter Poem by Rasheed Alqahas
The Sixth Letter
I look outside my sitting room,
My thoughts can reach my lovely home,
I asked the wind to carry my heart,
To be a gift, for lovely wife.
I saw a bird knock my window,
do you send him to be a friend?
If I asked him where are from?
May he will say, am son of wind.
He will tell me that he came from,
from my love just this moment,
He has with him a love letter,
from sweet woman, to her lover.
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