After yet another White Night
Of Red Alerts,
This
Blinding yellow morning
At least this time
In Dvora's mamad,
Avi, a gentle soul
Who's let his daughter (21) paint
Blue irises on his arm,
has brought Whiskey
And two golden painted tea glasses
Only two
I've a feeling he didn't
Know that I-
Dvora's neighbour,
Would be here.
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