If It Should Ever Come

And we are all there together time will wave as willows do and adios will be truly, yes, laughing at what is forgotten and talking of what's new admiring the roses you brought. How sad. You didn't know you were at the end thought it was your bright pear the earth, yes another affair to have been kept and gazed back on when you had slept to have been stored as a squirrel will a nut, and half forgotten, there were so many, many from the newly fallen.