And yet again the night finds me alone
As this day slips into tomorrow;
Though my reason for happiness has flown,
Missing him is a beautiful sorrow

It may seem quite a melancholy task
Carrying this lost love to my grave;
Strangely, contentment wears many a mask --
His memory keeps me its joyous slave

All my gladness now dwells in yesterday,
Love's blissful past rests in twilight dreams
Where golden bees still sip the flower's spray,
And wild roiling seas become gentler streams

Time has purified the love we once shared,
In this realm of dreams there are no flaws;
Love thrives with a certainty never dared,
And is governed by joy's eternal laws

I now see his love through a different eye,
It lends greater comfort than before;
And the fear that his love may one day die
Lies in peaceful repose forevermore

Until this clay frame sets my spirit free,
I'll have memories from which to borrow;
Though seemingly strange my utterance may be,
Missing him is a beautiful sorrow!

Burning the last of her
             to be their only source of light.

S -
sweet spring mornings
small sparrows singing
soft rain spiraling down

P-
packing for spring break
picnics on pebbles
parties with pizzaz

R-
realizing school is almost released
relaxing with reliable friends
romance in the rambunctious evenings

I-
interesting weather patterns
inviting iconic friends into your home
impossible things seem possible

N-
nothing compares to the warm spring days
nutritious berries are native to this time of year
nervous for finals

G-
good days with great friends
gorgeous dresses are good for prom
great last days of senior year