Artichokes like Comets
Moroccan Porcelain Jar
A Moroccan porcelain jar was lost,
And inside of it, my memories hide.
A Moroccan porcelain Jar is missing,
It was here yesterday, and now long gone.
A Moroccan porcelain jar,
With my mother’s hands, still
Printed on it.
A porcelain and metal lidded jar,
Reflecting in a parallel time
The youthful laughs I once had.
The Jar sat here, close to me,
And now is gone,
As my memories also disappear.
A Moroccan porcelain jar,
Vanished like the memories I can’t
Anymore keep, lost in a time
I am no part of anymore.
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