Winter in Bahrain
It's early December, with still no rain
a rain will bring comfort, and ease
the dry summer's searing heat
a rain means, the start of winter.
I open my cupboard
check my leather jacket
long in length, leathery smell
softly-knit in black.
These past few days
fleecy clouds appear
the sky is overcast
at night, no stars.
The wind-blown dust
sweeps around intensely
I cannot see clearly
the day turned to grey.
I know the season, I've been here so long
after the dust disappears, rain will come
a respite from the summer heat
the start of winter, goodbye to summer.
The rain came this morning
I awoke to the sound
of gentle falling rain
upon my window pane.
I open the window
stretch out my hand
feel the cool rain
upon my open palm.
Now I know that winter has come
those small dainty plants
Forget-me-nots will bloom
once again in my desert home.
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