Once again our hearts are broken,
Once again we mourn in loss...

Hollow of soul
And hollow of heart...

Uncultivated, wild they bare their all,
By natures careful hand brought forth with love...

Peace shattered as grey stones
lay amongst the grass, their...

Slowly awakes the dawn,
Her chorus, spilling out in notes of joy...

If I could turn the hands upon my clock the other...
and move both you and I back to another day...

In other worlds and other times would
my heart sing a song of love...

In fading shadow swiftly spent
is wrapped this heart against the world...

The world looks so much better
When I’m hanging upside down...

There,
a sigh, a soft remembered sound...

Fan Pandit
Pray ladies do not be a flutter...

An End
Standing high upon this edge...