Aurora

The Fluffy Seat 

Feels like Air 

Comfortable  

Looking Down 

Seeing Those Below 

Like Watching Ants  

It's Pleasant Up High 

As the Cold feeling Spreads 

Sends Shivers down the Spine 

The Fear and Worry Pushes Through  

But in this Frigid touch 

Is the sense of Remebrance 

The Sense of Love  

There is a Mystery in the Darkness 

The Seemless Eternity 

Becomes a Reality  

Walking forever 

The Shadows Neverending  

Its Hard to Resist

 When Seeing a Pile of Leaves 

It Becomes irresistible  

Jump into the Heep 

Leaves are swirling

 The Pile is no more 

As the Crow Lands on the Grave- 

Black secrets stir in every face; 

A fountain in the moonbeam riven— 

Spend her gone like an adversity.  

The Graves began to Multiply 

Waking up Early 

Hearing the Birds Chirping  

Watching the Sun Rise 

 The World is Waking up