Dark Lands

As grass turns from green to brown, and a translucent moon shines down. A silent note turns to a sound. But, nobody is around. Ocean waves crash in an then roll out. As the earth turns all about. The evening skies turn a lovely hue. The corinthians are blossoming so fresh and blue. Days of innocents and youth are few as time passes all around you. There's an excited look in a child's eyes, at the first snowfall outside. Filled with wonder and a new, the child turns to share his view. As he reaches out to you. To busy, to much to do? To quickly you say, this child grew. As dolls, and toys drop from the child's hand. Slowly he places them forever on their stand. Washed away are the castles in the sand. And forgotten is the seed that born from, the land.