Picture perfection a valley rich
between snow capped iconic
mountains fit for the king and
his queen with sun drenched
orange groves for their aromatic
senses to frolic and play

Years passed for a precious
princess to be born
completing their magic circle

Love so often going awry for no
fairy ending here as evil reared
breaking their spirits in a fiercely
swirling funnel cloud expelling heart
sorrow into utterly bitter ominous
wills to fend for themselves

Abandonment with raw emotions
kept the queen and princess torn
apart in the ensuing years with
regrets in raging blame for a king
no longer deserving of his throne
but no where to be found to answer
for his crimes of passion

In time appropriate green grew a
new haven for the Mother and
Daughter union of never ending
love re conciliations splendored by
each wind blowing of a mighty oaks strength for the next yellow and
orange transition of filtering rays
will surely follow their days end
to begin again and again

(c) How can it End
10April2012
Vivian L Dawson