Nature showed its beauty in your day of passing.
It gave me a Blue Day.....
The rising blue mist of the spirit of you
slowly running through the valley..
As once you roamed freely..
The soft snow falling down,
floating slowly from the sky above..
Washing my tears of your memory....
Listening to the Stillness..
My heart aches for your presence
As I walk alone unprotected..
But you surround me with the mist..
All around me you swirl..
The evening wears on as darkness descends...
Soon the memories I take are no longer blue....
But begin to show only black..
Its time to let you go...
The Night is arriving
as the cycle of life ends....
Sleep my friend
in your Mist of Dreams
where tears drop no more...
But in all things Life moves on and so shall I...
The snow is gone as with the blue color
but the mist lingers..
but the mist lingers..
In Loving memory of Buster Brown.