A flash of lightning
A clap of thunder...

I bask in the warmth
Of heavens glow...

Will the spell she casts
In time be broken...

Rhymes have their reasons
Time has its place...

Rhymes have their reasons
Time has its place...

When I emerge in a mirror
The semblance I see...

Florid light from
The heavens glistened down...

The dark of the night
Brings an arduous despair...

A crestfallen heart, a demons delight
Served up as the main course...

As I stroll along
A cobblestone path...

On my grave stone let it read
that I passed in remorse...

Brothers and sisters I had none
The start of father's passing had begun...