• As i lay here,
    Dreaming of days passed,
    I feel a tear,
    Journey down a path
    That is seared,
    By loneliness and death,
    It, is as i feared,
    Out comes my last breath,
    The light disappears
    And my life fades

    I reawaken to songs and sunlight
    And take a breath of flowers and honeysuckle
    I see the things that delight
    And make your eyes all a twinkle
    For there is green that blights
    Every crevice and wrinkle
    In the forest of forsight
    And now comes my lovers time, Spring