Their hearts once beat and weaved
of human joy and wonderment
yet washed in faded waters of mirth
The years were kind the nights were
long and the dawn came late no sunsets
left them lost the colors were earthly tones
before they slept
They had seen much and heard
sweet music loved by many
and shown love back in abundance
Long walks they took under
the moonlight holding hands with
life and yearnings of the heart
They felt the pleasures of wonder
before their very eyes laden now with
sorrow as their time approached
in shades of grey
The ocean winds blew across
their harbor lost within their souls
of changing winds to laughter’s glow
The waves capped and mist
sprayed in their face of fear yet
not alone for mermaids carried them
to safety before their fall for now they
danced their last so cheerfully
not afraid of death
Death is but a pebble causing
a ripple of unbroken glory while
it gathers a radiance all its own as
the night falls upon a shooting star
of spirits set free to be
the colors of the universe
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