Spitting Watermelon Seeds
Watermelon slices.
That smell so ripe and sweet.
Take me back in time again.
When mother sliced the treat.
Sitting in the kitchen.
With the window opened wide.
Spitting watermelon seeds.
Out to the other side.
Copyright © Samia Ali Salama | Year Posted 2012
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