laying on the cold sidewalk
is too late to simply pick
given was not at all in vain
not meet this beauty, again
leaving bright evening sky
may have to go away to die
'work' is not just for her to do
hers;be not; for far too long
losing a wing to drop down
before she takes final bow
Feel her softness; settling in
Torn; without shadow of doubt
forgetting to so brightly shine
By light that is only of thine
Allow to catch hallowed breath
solemnly moves that of death.
I have shared on more day; alone
not to yet have left our new home
i begin to cry with an inner inferno
what else can Goddess try and say?
a dead clown, wears no one's frown.