The finest sheets remained in shops, riches were not had. In what we lacked in goods and gold were found in love by dad. His voice was deep and baritone, he kept his east coast twang. His songs of choice were those in which, the country boys had sang. His life was simple, his hobbies few, his pleasures scant indeed. Yet his love…
Name of the poet- OUMEIMA MOUELHI
Title of the poem- DADDY’S BIRTHDAY
Name of the poet- OUMEIMA MOUELHI
Title of the poem- STILL ALIVE
POEM ON – THE DEPARTED
Name of the poet – OUMEIMA MOUELHI
Title of the poem- CHILDHOOD
Name of the poet- OUMEIMA MOUELHI
Title of the poem- HEAD TOWARDS THE SKY
Name of the poet- OUMEIMA MOUELHI
Title of the poem- A REVERIE
POEM WRITTEN ON – DEATH, MORTALITY
