Cassie58

A River Song

look at dancing sunbeams 

that glint before your eyes 

pretty pretty they may be 

but they are only temporary 

for when the cloud blots out the sun 

it signals their demise 

 

sunlight on the water 

that dazzles wild and free 

spangled gems that sparkle bright 

worth more than gold to me 

their presence is but fleeting 

a passing memory