Old market sings in a weathered tune
Afternoon hums beneath the moon
You buy fruit for a lonely pair
Letting sweetness taste the air
Vendors smile through the dusty day
Shadows ease from the worn-out gray
Your soft jokes lift the muted ploy
Teaching life to recall joy
Moments shift from the old decoy
Grief melts slow like a shy alloy
Happiness blooms in the worlds you employ—
Hearts regain youth where your warmth teaches life to remember joy