The scent of roses lush
comes about everything
She touched.
And now, the roll of seasons must
be changed
in ways
unknown to us.

We took our hugs, though,
We took our crime.
We take our beginnings like We take our time.
While, all the while, never stopping to say "
Hey,
those deals were reel-real Sublime."

You will see friends you don't like
when this happens to you.
You will see the moon and stars a-bright.
It helps when it is blue.

Hearts can never be shared.
Excuses dull, and ill-expected.
Though the ones who cared, ourselves alike
know that she shall be protected.

**For QMH