Letter for my Homeland, Afghanistan - Nila Safi
National Poetry Month's 1st Place Winner, 2024
I remember the beautiful sound of Adhan that I used to hear five times a day
I remember the laughing sound of children in the hallways of apartments, I remember
walking under the long lasting trees on the sunny days coming back from school,
I remember the sounds of singing birds birds early in the morning to awaken us for Madrassas
I remember those days when we used to run away from the garden after chopping roses,
I remember those cold days when the city used to sleep under the blanket of snow,
I remember standing in the line for buying fresh warm Naan from the bakery when the winds
were blowing,
I remember I was best friends with happiness, shouting with laughter,
I remember the fresh smell after the rain, as if playing with my best friend, happiness,
I remember never wanting to say goodbye to the heart of Asia,
I remember I carried my beautiful box of memories with me, I remember my tears writing
the story of immigration, I remember not knowing how much I loved you until I had to leave
you, my homeland.