Alas, I can hear the music,
again so clearly.
It sings of a future
with many rainbow treasures.
Like a falling star,
this song so beautiful
one day faded to an end.
As did my unanswered favors.
Alas, I can hear the music,
and was spared a dreadful life
void of music, love, and poetry.
I should write lyrics to this melody.
Visibly I see treasured dreams flash
fulfilled before my once deaden eyes,
many wishes and dreams coming true.
Recognizing, stars will fall for all times. |