dark is the cloud,
in his gentle eyes
he never thought fate would be that vile
so he lived on
he thought he would dwell longer
and make his world count
yes, he had seen
those who were times four his age
'so I'll live so' so he thought;
but there,
in the night divine
arrived his unbooked flight
to a journey of sorrow
bound for the world of dream
where vain troubles of the world
whispers their farewell
where spirits of ill
keeps their distance
and dwell in their own dominions
now my friend is history 😭
his body so cold
his lips were sealed
to withdraw the uniqueness of his speech
his eyes were shut
shut to see us no more
oh my heart is full of despair
as to your brief call
but adieu my daisy friend
and joyful shall we meet.
©thegladden
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