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Jan 2016
I see their faces
Children I played with when I was a child
Loise comes back with her brown hair braided
Annie with ringlets warm and wild
Only in sleep time is forgotten—
What may have come to them , who can know?
Yet we played last night as long ago,
And the doll-house stood at the turn of the stair
The years had not sharpened their smooth
Round face,
I met their eyes and found them mild-
Do they too, dream of me, I wonder
And for them am I too a child?


በህልም ብቻ

በእንቅልፌ ፊታቸው ውል ይለኛል ድንገት፣
አፈር ፈጭተን ያደግን በልጅነት፣
ሊዊሰ ትመጣለች ቀይ ፀጉሯ አንደተጎነጎነ
አኒ አንደተቆጣጠረ እንደተበታተነ፣
በእንቅልፍ ብቻ
ጊዜው ነጉዷል
ግን ምን አዳጋጠማቸው ማን ያውቃል?
ሆኖም ትናንት አንደጥንቱ
አብረን ተጫውተናል!
አጠፍ ብሎ ከደረጃው መወጣጫ
ይስተዋላል ያ ክፍል
የአሻንጉሊቶቹ ማስቀመጫ፡፡
የነጎዱት ዓመታት፣
ክብና ጥርት
ያሉ ፊቶቻቸው ላይ አላሳረፉም ጭረት፣
የመጨራመት ምልክት!
ዓይን ለዓይን ስንተያይ
ይልቅ ደህና ነገር ነው የማይ፣
‘ነሱም ስለኔ ያስቡ ይሆን?
ይለኛል ድንቅ
ደሞስ እኔ እንዳገኘኋቸው
ልጅ ሆኜ ይሆን የምታያቸው?
(ሳራ ቲሰዳል ) //
We never forget our friends we had during formative years.
Written by
Alem Hailu GKristos  Ethiopia
(Ethiopia)   
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