The little palm in that small garden,
Looks daily to the tree inside the glassed house,
And always try to ask only one question,
Is the soil of this garden cheaper to be that louse!
The palm never thought the value to be free,
Indeed also she skipped the meanings of fresh tastes,
Only the missing part to her was bigger than sea,
Till day the wind blows for her golden date,
The answer was born after the first look,
You can’t see the huge,
Till you measure the small that you took,
How funny is this quite simple rouge,
One single reason always is there,
To smile and be happy whatever occurs,
If life would be easy or more still got to bare,
Once I remember your smiling face,
Do not think troubles that always in front,
Nor wait for better conditions to prepare,
You are enough for my heart to pulse and hunt,
And feel that the whole world for me does care.
Ayman
5/12/2009
