A poem

Poem read by Mary Peters
Speak the unspeakable
Say the untold things
I’m all ears
To you, my lovable
Who joy for me brings.
Speak about the old years
About the unforgettable dreams
Your voice in my space like a bell rings
My soul…cleans
And my heart swings
Between words and thinks of
Today, tomorrow and memories.
So, speak the unspeakable
Reveal the untold things.
Me, I’m all ears


Mirna, Safita, Syria