La Dee Da…

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Pumpkin vines climb old stone walls

Heavy fruit streaked orange and green

Terraced fields of rice and maize

Swaying in an autumn breeze

 

Black-eyed women hauling loads

In woven baskets on their backs

Straps across their foreheads ease

The weight of heavy flour sacks

 

Mountains floating on the clouds

Rivers pounding down the hills

Palm trees at ten thousand feet

Bamboo sways and oranges spill

 

At night, a steaming cup of tea

A bucket shower and woolen socks

Dahl and rice and curry spiced

And for the warmth, a whiskey shot

 

The people speak in Nepalese

A fire burns, a kettle boils

Another whiskey shot, yes please!

I watch a dark-eyed child toil

 

She rolls chapattis, fetches water

Shoos the skinny cat away

Grandma sweeps the floors and cooks

Here you work at every age!

 

Morning dawn is bright and clear

The Himalayas touch the sky

I drink my tea and eat my eggs

And wish again that I could fly

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One Response to La Dee Da…

  1. sheila says:

    What a delightful whimsy! I loved it.

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