submission by Afrooz Jafarinoor

[Afrooz Jafarinoor]

Dear all,

Here is my unpublished poem on summer:

My Roots

My roots are tired and peevish

They want a window

From which to hang their legs

Holding the bars in their hands

To watch the occasional passersby pass

As in hot summer afternoons

And our quiet childhood mischiefs

In fathers’ nap hours..

🌞 Jafarinoor