Farewell My Home Poem by Laa Finita

Not yet dark enough, is the sky.
Tha Moon, what a 'diva' she is.
She's a red fire, for now,
she spyies naughty, saprkly,
from the horizon.
Now she's reflecting her orange beauty
over the calm waters.
Tha Time runs to move the face of the Earth,
But who wouln't be astonished,
at the golden coin reflecting in the azure sea?
I forgive him.
As Moon ascends, she draws a silver path,
over the black waters, that shines as love.

This was our home,
I don't expect finding the happines,
I, once, found here.
Neither love in my daughter's eyes,
nor the peace in my herat,
when I felt her little arms arround me
Love's that it's not shared
it isn't love, it's just there,


La finita