Poem by Laila Ali Haid
Tears could love in light in hardness merry
A songbird knew the faint light in touches
The memorial that we shine in the roses for
A kindly way for a penny in a dancing noon
A playful harkening back to medium gold overlays
The sparkling faintness in playtimes which saunter
An infinite in a hole vacuum with tears abound
Staring into the fall at a break of heat right in the back
Love in timeless happiness is the food of the winter.