HOME DOES NOT DIE
By: Majed Dodeen
I read in her enchanting eyes what a pretty delicate and sensitive poet reads in the eyes of an innocent child.
Her image is imprinted in the depths of my heart as a picture of a pure lamb - moving quietly and freely among the flowers and the trees in a piece of land in the spring- engraved in the mind of a subtle artist.
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I do thank the angelic voice that recorded my humble poem. Kindly who did this great recording?