With wings black and gold mold a bond
Canopy of green provided life they fond
Their whirled on the bond of trust
Love and lust in a single thrust
They buried dreams deep in the crust

Life hatched made the joy unmatched
In storm and rain he refused to play them preys
They watched those new wings touching the rays

As time ran he missied their day's bliss
The hatchlings left and never did miss
While his beloved slept witha final kiss
He was left alone for storm and rain
His heart bearing eternal pain
As he followed the cycle if Vain:



© Lark Lavender