Hasib

A noble
Temperament and mien
In years of
Living proud
And running effortlessly
Along the meadow

Friend of her
Who’s loved him longest
She who waits
By fences
In the summer neath the shade
With smiling apple

The spirit
Shared mysterious
Of two who
Tacitly
Know deep each other’s secrets
Do she and Hasib

Tagged: Tags

Leave a Reply