Here is where I sit and stare
And daydream of you slightly...

Often times, when I'm alone,
I listen to the dialtone...

A garden filled with roses
Awaits those who despair...

Once upon a time,
There lived a happy pair...

An illuminating iridescence
Drew me to your face...

A terrible affliction,
So grim, so dim, so bleak...

The picture hung magestically
Inside its gilded frame...

Parents laughed,
Children cried...