I wrote this poem after I heard Sofia on the phone saying "Agua"
"Agua", she said
I could hear her say
"Agua, Agua, Agua"
Water
Flowing
on my body
As I fight to stop the tears
From flowing
Shimmering
Ascending
To and Fro
Back and Forth
"Agua, Agua, Agua"
Water
Keeping me cool
In a hot
Afghan night
Caressing my waist
Touching my skin
It's all I have
Right now
To comfort me...
"Agua"
1 comment:
Even though it sounds sad and made my heart achey, that was a very good poem... :)
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