In a room some time I have spent,
Curtains tightly closed to mask the event.
Murmured comfort barely heard
Balance thoughts real and absurd,
Attempting to paint a rosy canvas by word.
The empty promise teased by a new year
Yet a new adventure did appear
And beckoned, “come with me, my dear,
Away from those you did rear.”
A plain white sheet drawn over the head
Hides the vibrant lines of life once led
Through the darkened sky of night
Ringing upon a golden unicorn of light
Speeds off revered light.
Lent for too brief of time to the Earth
Was a soul to guide and spread mirth
Never once in those eyes was any fear;
Over missed opportunity never a tear-
Such strength was a honour to be near.
Unfettered from mortal flesh confines
To explore the interests across untouchable lines,
I will watch for your loving signs –
I will strive to percieve your heavenly designs.