#1043-Pistachios


The scent,

Makes me stop.

Freshly cut grass.

Breaking the trance.

A screen, friend, me.

Light green hue.

Bringing back memories,

Of fresh pistachios.

In a different world.

When dad was alive,

I was a kid,

And life, simple.

That was then…

Now the sun’s setting.

Shadows creeping in.

Time to move on.

Chat.

Enjoy the breeze.

Forget past illusions.

Say thank you,

Out loud.

Feels good,

Hearing those words.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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