Thursday, July 5, 2012


I am peeling the onion

The first layer is silver red

Ok, it’s a pleasure to help her in the kitchen

An overburdened wife is a burden

Getting children ready to go to school

Myself ready for office

And I peel the onion

The aroma of her food is inviting

I peel the next layer of the onion

Layer after layer

Color fades

And turns white

A petrified sight

A beautiful morning

Eyes begin to dampen

Onions dampen my eyes

It’s not easy to peel onions

A mastermind created every layer

Joined them together

With the art of nature

And with the care of man

I go on peeling

The onion has a secret

It secretes dampness in eyes

Something to be sorry for

“Hey”, she calls,

“ What are you doing?

Peel it, ya!”

Layers unfold

A manifold curiosity

Now! It is edible!

The tender innerself of the onion

I take it to my lips

Put it on my tongue

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