#46 – Alive


The waning sun
From my parents backyard.
The days come and go,
Our time together, too short.
Mum’s cooking, an old movie,
Stories from the past,
An afternoon nap.
In the sunset years of their lives,
With fragile bodies yet sparkling eyes,
The fire in them still alive.
I wonder how life will be,
When the sun starts setting,
For me…

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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