oh
what sadness
flows
through
our hearts
when
kindness leaves too soon
and
somehow
we
don't understand
when
trap inside of
the
birdcaged hands
with
fear and doubt at hand
when
we
are left in the dark atmosphere
without
a spark to fluorous
but
still
no light nor joy
to endure
to touch our hearts
that endless sleep
we sing
then
to rest our weary heads
forevermore