We're The Stars That Have Shone

This life's as fickle as an ocean shadow it's as pervasive to capture as a cloud. Our lives are as fleeting as an arrow momentarily passing on disavowed. Like moonlight on a sundial, we're the stars that have shone, whose light still shines on. We're the race in the changing tide bars that'll crash against that jagged rock, anon. And turn for home. Turning ever further away from all those we've cherished most we'll all look down on our weeping acre and feel better having been loved utmost. By so precious a gift that we couldn't contain whose death, whose loss, none truly appertain.