River Birds Poem by Tom Buthkil

As the sun shines upon an empty glass
The moon counts the hour pass
Birds sing a sadly melody to the sky
A song the slowly starts to die
The white cloud have been seen
Taking all which is green

Aloud flies the lonely bird
Aloud he seeks a place called home,
Looking at all that is bright
Alone with his darkened sight
The naked love has changed a nest
While feeling the breath upon her chest

Flying from the forest to the river
Her image doesn't get much clearer
A fog has stolen the kiss
Something we will miss
The sun now woes the night
Now it's out of our sight

The strong had fallen on the ground
A new memory I have found
The shadows of the frightened skies
Are hidden behind her beautiful eyes
This is the end, the end
My smiling friend.