When you left the world turned so sober and our light had dimmed for good on your grave tears fall burnt umber on the same soil you once stood.When you left we grieved and we mournedall the days that are now so far goneand we cried and wailed and bawledthrough the day...
Winter followed summerof rage and discontentblazing hate spread like virusin pompous talk and rant. Winter followed summerit came late January dayfrosty winds blew forthacross the northern bay. Winter followed summerguards in marble hallspoor in dreary hovelssilenced...