HoneyComb veil : Poem
Standing underneath the Bright sun kissed meadow Wearing hues of softness A brilliant doe in yellow I Knitted your honeycomb veil In loving memory Of affection,tears & frails Maybe love for you was never meant perfection I discovered it through strive Trials & consideration The glow you brought Within me In a spring time sparingly & most often freely like a bee Each thread I wove With each promise of Today and tomorrow Held whispers of our days, Golden moments in golden meadow & if love is meant a meadow Where fleeting blossom dwell Then I will let your honeylight Be my sacred silent spell So I stand beneath the sunlight, With memories softly unveiled, Wrapped in the sweetness of yesterday, And the grace of the honeycomb veil. Zahra Huma April 14 2026
