To Palestine... a poem

Another attempt at poetry

Through olive groves, where shadows lie,

A land of tales, where echoes sigh,

A tale of ancient bonds and strife,

Where hopes and dreams seek a new life.

In Palestine, where sunsets gleam,

Reflecting off the flowing stream,

The land's heart beats with sorrow's weight,

Yet resilient souls endure their fate.

As Robert Frost might pen this rhyme,

The poet sees beyon…