Came The Breezing

Came The Breezing, by T. J.

came the breezing
and went with no goodbye
and in its long way
sat my soul on the side by
my voice and its echoes
went down on the meadows
but came back not
it left me alone staying by

but the greeny grass
shall I never forget and its halo
that tickled my enjoyment
with the whispers of its 'hello'
yet my sleeping eyes
are not closed with lies
but who cares my grass
will or will not be in follow

sweet melodies I heard
up in heaven out of reach
and yet my tear fell down
of happy moments I didn't reach
how I missed the sweet voices
but I'm left with no choices
but to walk along the dead life's beach