This morning awoke and felt a sense
Of loss unsure, though sensing Death.
Sheets of flame crossed my eye
It seemed the moon had fell from the sky.
Surely dead, so soon gone
I heard once the lion roar
And turned my head
And, too soon, he was dead.
This solar orbit once soared,
Once so long,
Once so large,
In Public Sight and tearing Eye,
Forever and for now,
Eclipsed from our sky.
Its as though the
Moon has fallen from the sky.
With this in similar dread
Losing from our smaller sky
One once called Ted.
Of loss unsure, though sensing Death.
Sheets of flame crossed my eye
It seemed the moon had fell from the sky.
Surely dead, so soon gone
I heard once the lion roar
And turned my head
And, too soon, he was dead.
This solar orbit once soared,
Once so long,
Once so large,
In Public Sight and tearing Eye,
Forever and for now,
Eclipsed from our sky.
Its as though the
Moon has fallen from the sky.
With this in similar dread
Losing from our smaller sky
One once called Ted.