Bitter shards of reminiscent ether,
Float beyond a day in shadow.
Once we lay upon yon’ meadow,
Golden corn and grass so sweet.
Lazy days when nothing mattered,
‘cept the lubbing of your heart.
I recall an all time fondness,
For a girl with auburn hair.
Sweeter than the taste of nectar,
Buzzing wild as summers laugh.
Going home and knowing heaven,
Laid beneath that crisp white linen.
So where did you go to,
When I still love beyond redemption?
Could it be, I failed to show it,
When paradise was in my hands?
Be safe my love, my little darling,
Your grace is known and not forgotten.