He looked happy;
He looked content;
Dancing with bright smile,
He kissed her with love.

Oh, how I wished I was in her place,
The place I held her for years,,
Now it belongs to someone else
Still I am happy for him.

He made a promise,
Which he fulfilled,
Took his cure to see me,
And I could never ask for more.

He held her for a dance,
And was gifted with her giggles,
She sure is his cure,
To the wound I gave.

And I'm blessing them,
With the fresh breeze,
From the tree that I'm still breathing,
After all, I was buried down there.

@medievaltomboy