Oh My, What A Fine Day

Rosebuds gather in the middle of the street
I can’t breathe; they’re tickling my feet
They sing to me
Everyone comes and goes through our yard
When we bloom so beautifully in their gardens
They dance merrily across our fields
Time seems to slow down
I’m falling asleep
Crystal ships march safely through a storm
For a moment it felt like everything was fine
I’m fond of sleeping on the horizon
Wake me up when the half moon rises
As they land on my shoulders
The petals turn to dust
My arms are heavy soldiers
Left out becoming rust
Mother nature
And the weight of the world on my shoulders
With rage and force
She ends the madness
We shiver
We shudder away
When there’s nowhere to run
The storm has just begun