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The Bride of Necklace of Tales
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
To the leaders of our world
© 2011 by Ali Taha Alnobani
Thus the sea was
A bride who has a necklace of tales
A world of love
Dancing in dales
And a glass of wine
Sparkling of delight
In her loosely might
Blue and white
She was yours
She was mine
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Thus love was
Two warm hands under a...
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Like the child I used to be
In a timeframe, that hadn’t altered.
I meandered through the meadow
Knee high in grass, buttercups
Nodding as I pass, their
Tall and stately faces upturned seeking the sun.
The hedgerows heavy with blossom.
Their distinctive perfume
Drifted by me, on the breeze.
The sun warmed my face.
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