Song for Laura

Where evening sun’s farewell pervades
A heart that longs for fantasy,
And moonlight soon will soothe the shades
That crowd upon my ecstasy ~

‘Tis here my mind must wander lonely,
A vessel on a moribund course.
Tempting fate to rage and stone me,
I attempt to once more find my source.

What made me this day this morose
Is what once happened, years ago.
No reasoning is so verbose
That with it all my hurt would flow.

Fate, a master cruel and kind
Would always know me here to find.