She has decided not to leave
This place
With all its mismatches
Bland walls
Which she has colored
Opens the windows
Subtle light
Rays of sun
In contemplation
The morning
In the night
The drops of rain
Lullaby
Like a kitten she rolls
Her little daughter
Not many flowers there
But she has many in her eyes
She shines all her utensils and china
Every day
In her paradise
24/3/2009
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-place-9/
