In happiness to the happiest on earth,
More welcome notes to weary hands;
The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
Breaking the silent of the autumn's breeze
By waking sense or by the dreaming soul,
Sinking far into rapturous splendor,love
Eternally without any end
The ghost of a garden, red roses,fronts the sea.
And death came in silent and touched your
Forehead so cold
And there stood the rider distorted and pale,'round
The mids,
Mute, looking at the grave in which you lie to rest,
Doomed to go alone, accompanied with all your pain
Say no that death should be feared, this is just the
Start of a new life, indeed,
Through which, there shines a beacon of light,
Filling all the sky and then the earth below,with its
Feeling of shelter and also why not,just unrest.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2005
