My only offer as meager it may seem

A gift of prayer of continuous gleam

My only value for you is my heart

One heart for you to ever depart

I have no fame to my name

Loving words mean the same

Each bird that whistles

All the things with bristles

I mound a nest of love

To hold you from above.

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Photos & written by Hadel S. Ma’ayeh, ©Copyright 2016, All rights reserved.

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