Farewell Times

Song tru' the upwards motion was bird love,
Repose of grazing citadel of light,
Twilight decend on bask, over the tough
Breed, shinning luminating bright benight,
Soar high alive on deep face,joy death's troll,
Repulsive on the spark heart full respite,
Across the casting cedars in the soul,
Defy graciously surf between insight,
Atone is yon way in a steed of hope,
Assyrian down the fold but still revere,
With basket bells of wisdom down the slope,
Nature's lover, legacy bequest lear,
Of gleaming ponder summer beckon full,
To thy rest in eternal ampler bull.