Glorious Births Poem by Daniel Bowyer

Oh beauty that hath departed
And now lives amongst the shadow
But do not brag oh night
Because my heart cannot manage
Such double pains, Of first thou departure
Then I hear of the possesion of thee

You're summer time. I am without this
And this is what made me breathe
I can live without thee
But oh I cannot really dream
Our paths hath crossed
And ran lines parallel
But yours hath changed down into hades
While mine still runs along the skylines
I just know the roads in time shall meet

So while I ride this solitary plain
I hope that death is holding you tight
That when my chances come again
I shall revel in the warmth of thee
You are no longer ruined
I will show you now my treasured one
That love is tender still in death