white blossoms on a lemon tree

i’m reminded of a lemon tree standing beside a well

everytime i crush a lemon leaf to smell

a lemon tree in a courtyard where i’ve never gone

a tree that saw you as a kid growing up

in your village home long before i was born

i cannot keep my eyes open

if i crush a lemon leaf to smell

for you’d shut your eyes brimming with tears

with that far away look that you’d have

when talking of your childhood years

i miss you a lot though i know you can’t tell

and it’s not only when i crush a lemon leaf to smell

though life’s thrown as apart feelings don’t easily perish

and every memory you’ve given me every
moment we spent is most dearly cherished