Beauty on it’s own
Reminding us of youth
With it’s own special tone
People’s fascination is shown
With the dawn of birth
On the wings of a new tone
Reminding us of home
The beauty of earth
With children of it’s own
Alone
A candle of youth
Constantly humming it’s silent tone
Stuck in a horrible moan
For it’s youth
Is killing it’s own
With its grievance shown
It struggles for its birth
If only we would leave it on its own
To keep its own beautiful tone
Wondrously written!
Starward, to become J-Called on June 17th, 2024