Long long ago, the beaming bluebells swayed;
Musical whispers from the sky, angels in unison...

The crimson moon waned, slowly.
Her night came, a sudden grief...

O children of Christ!
Your world, so dark...

Where could I go to find Love?
She flies like a comet to the unknown galaxy...

My room, the moonlight bright,
A quill, in my hand, a poem, I write...

She is aluminum,
I am calcium...

The final whistle was blown.
Hockey sticks, hoisted in the air...

She is the sharp tooth of the knife
That sinks into my flesh...

She left the stains of crimson blood
Upon her lively galaxy to dry, alone...

Cyan diamonds flare up in the night sky,
Forever, give light to the Earth...

Her wish had came true.
Her bed side heart monitor hummed its last...

Cloudy day... unending day,
It lingered here without her...