Chairs, a poem By Nadiya Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995

Chairs

I think about Free You and me Free

On a chair Hands intertwined On a chair Going There Free To be Seeing You and me Free I was unaware Dumb Too young to know H ow?! and so it goes

,, Where do you go?"

I was that child Always questioning, why!?"

Ending up to cry Or being shy For being too wise Too young They would roll a dice While i would leave with the tide Time And I Always Time and I So am I Myself With you

If you want to Dare to Get away from scares Nightmares To my dares And we are We are One My heart you won My heart My heart You and me Could it be?

I think about Free You and me Free On a chair Hands intertwined On a chair Going There

Free To be Seeing You and me Free

Nadiya Amina A . M . Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 18-02-2022 For Poetin, Russia

& H enk Nijboer ❤

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