SHINING IN THE LAST
By Ode Roman Like dew, pure, 'n bright,At dawn, risinggently from dark nightseems, now, my livingup the grassy crestenjoying its rest.But, at first sunshinethe dew softly meltson petals; I designiridescent beltsup the grassy crestaround my quiet rest.Same is my dream of Lovein the sunset's lightsadly melts above,voiding vital might;shining in the lastmemories of the past











