The moon still sends its mellow light
Through the purple blackness of the night.
The morning star is palely bright
Before the dawn.
The sun still shines just as before,
The rose still grows beside my door
But you have gone.
The sky is blue and the robin sings,
The butterflies dance on rainbow wings
Though I am sad.
In all the earth no joy can be,
Happiness comes no more to me,
For you are dead.
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Angelus
16:27 Mar 31 2008
..beautiful.