Sunday, March 22, 2009

Ephemera

All grass and a single flower
Wet with dew drops, just after the shower
Ah! How well did it bloom!
Like happiness in the valley of gloom

The sky was still dark and dull
After the thunder, there was this lull
The clouds parted, and sunlight rushed in
And fell on the flower and made it grin

As it swayed to the gentle zephyr
Up and down and there and here
I felt I heard a sweet melodious song
Which had gone unnoticed for long

But the lovely bright orange sun
Who was so very gentle until then
Turned jealous, and then hot and red
I knew, fate had shown its ugly head

And why my love we had to part
All I am left with is a broken heart
At night, I hoped it would find some dew
But the lonely flower has died with you

No comments: