My absence grows long

By Juhaina Mahamed, 17 (English below)

غيابي طال

يا طير يا مرفرف الجناح

يالَي على الجنوب مرخيها

سلم على إلي سكن حوران

وعلى الي يسكن حواليها

وطني غادرتك يوما بلا وداع

ما كنت أعلم أن طريق الغربة بلا عودة

ولم أدرك أن غيابي سيطول كثيرا

اشتقتلك سوريا

جهينة محاميد 17 سنة

Oh, bird flapping its wings

Who is headed south.

Send my greetings to the people of Horan

And its neighbors.

My homeland, that I left without saying goodbye;

I didn’t know that to flee meant to not return.

And I didn’t realize that my absence would be so long.

I miss Syria.

Juhaina Mahamed, 17 years old          

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