dusk arising

the hazey dreams of Janice

 

 

across the meadow
.         where it gently fell
.                to meet the waters edge
were the once lived
.         hazy dreams of Janice
.                 and those nights
of a summer past.

 

on downs above the avon
.          bright balloons
.                 paint evening\'s sky
two hearts here strolled
.           ever hand in hand
.                  neath their love\'s
pale moon and stars

 

 .          caught in the echo of yesterday
 .          joyous laughter haunts night\'s still air
 .          a gentle sail strokes the mists below
 .          as fingers once stroked her hair

 

the morning dew
.            finds now sad regret
.                   a body cold laid still
a candle\'s flame
.            once burned so bright
.                   lost to love
and a broken heart