Amazingly Enough Poem by Robenson Bellefleur

Swift wind blows over the chillen air
Voices crying in the atmosphere
An aerie reminder of an orphan age
Put new fantasies in this old dear

Lonely bliss carries this youn'ged heart
Blackened by the draft of that cold dance
Hunting by the eyes of her beauty
Lost in the remiscence of her romance

Running from her bossom's core
Lifted by the uncertain dreams
Weakened when the hour comes close
The night feels colder than it ever seems

Eyes wide shut, but yet awake
Glued in the endless days
Drifted by the dreadful memories
Of stolen heart that hasen't fade

Amazingly enough, the cold had chilled
Joy has blasted in the air
Eye wide shut, and yet awake
And taken with the moment that was their's