Home is also Music

This is a beautiful poem (in my opinion) written/translated by
Qasim Haddad Mohammed A. Alkhozai



In the music that wanders in the rooms of our little home,
And climbs the walls, windows and bookshelves,
The music that shares our dinner and love
And reads poetry;

In the music that flows under our blankets,
And swims in the milk of our children,
And when we go to sleep and wake up
It stays at night watching our days,

In this music, wait for me,
In this music, I shall wait for you.