The sunshine lost its light
Rain starts to fall
The wonderful paradise
Becomes hazy and dark
Clear away the clouds
It should be bright
The skies have greyed
Colour it with blue of light
Bluebells should sway and sing
Be gone with the weeds
Jingle they shall go
Not drooping like heads hung low
There should be roses, tulips, lilies too
Forget-me-nots, daisies and carnations
The lake should run clear
Sparkling too like clear glass
Birds singing, trees swaying
And with faeries joining in
Let the dream go on
Let it be a neverending story...
-Shann
