Wake up!
Little one
22 years later
I still wait for you
To wake up
Maybe now
I don’t lay in the same bed with you
And I don’t play with your eye lids
Like I used to
My subtle attempt
To get my play mate to wake up
To start the morning adventure
It couldn’t happen without you
Wake up! My elderly
Younger sister
You are my preferred company
I know I will have to wait another hour
Until I see your puffy face
And curly hair
Your little shoulders
I can wait
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About Me
- Maryam
- I am a curious adventurer born in Nashville raised by my Iranian parents, 9 aunts & uncles, with seven cousins and one sister. I have lived several lives in my 32 years. Its been a privileged, adventurous, wondrous experience.
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