Changing Seasons

The sun shines and shimmers on the grassy mountain
A white dove chirps as day follows day
Children scream sounds of joy while they are at play
Heavens are silent and there is nothing to say

Suddenly winter is approaching;

Sharp ice is eating away
The white dove holds on tightly without hope as it pushed into the pitch black way
Voices of children are no longer here to stay
Now all that can be heard is the dreaded darkness of a cold winter day
Heavens are silent yet I have something to say

Please bring back the sunny day where the children used to play
Please bring back the white dove that used to chirp away and away…..

Dedicated to Ali Afif Ahmad –Rest in Peace

You will never be forgotten by your parents, your brothers, your sisters, your aunts, your uncles and your friends. With your departure leaves a part of all of us.

-Ahmad Issam Ahmad