By JH Sayyar
O golden hours that dance with love light,
When laughter lifts the veil from tired eyes,
And the world, once shadowed, now is bright,
Ah! Beneath the mercy of forgiving skies
Nice days strung like pearls on time’s soft thread,
When burdens melt like snow beneath the sun,
And hearts once heavy soar with joy instead,
As if life’s truest song had just begun.
How swift you pass, the days of calm and cheer,
Yet in your wake, warmth forever stays—
A balm for soul when storms draw near,
A sweet memory that lights our darker ways
Though you gave gone, but your gift remains
The echo of your peace in my joys, refrains
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