Crimson falls,
And the loved ones all bawl.
The silent Twilight's call.
The man upon the gray rock comes,
To wrap the world in dark.
The starry bog comes to clear the room,
Knowing a soul is doomed.
A lullaby by the cricket, he sings,
'Love, isn't always something that you must bring.
It shows in all of everything.
Love is from the heart,
As it always has been from the start.'
Dusk has gone,
What has come is dawn.
The world is filled with light.
ayam Rose Estelle
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-close-your-eyes/
