by Kelly Fest
Has come to pass.
We pulled black weeds
And pruned yellowed grass.
Now gardens of roses
Have come to bloom
To wipe away forever
My tearless gloom.
No more copper skies,
No more endless pastures,
The music's now sweet
For the fairy dancers.
Stardust and moonlight
Make it all seem surreal.
We all have our fate.
We've all sealed the deal.
No more rainy nights
In the dark abyss,
Sunny days here remain
Sealed with a kiss.