Beyound the Night

If you had one last verse to write; a thought we'd share.... From this our life; how as why and what would they be, these Words ? Silent pools, in distant eyes; her clock his wall, their hands that wind Inevitable, time's moment while so quickly she turns, of perfect rhyme ? Dreams passing through corridores children; crossing love's boundaries misty skies Tracing silhouettes the window pane; make it pretty and don't you cry; a breath to etch.. Hearts bound in light's, final lines ? Bowing His baby their head this crib; warmth her kiss they'll rest.