What a lovely place
And yet so cold and forlorn
Warmth and light soon come
Bathe in morning dew
Freshness filled the morning air
Withered before noon
With Godspeed I go
To conquests, fame and fortune
Don’t burst my balloon
Such innocent eyes
Aglare from fiery red heads
Harsh beaks gnash fiercely
I will get through this
Stark and sombre prison bars
Sunlight's dimmed by white
Ah, the palms beckon
Leave the dreary icy cold
Balmy breeze awaits
Rest your tired wings
On a velvet purple bed
A long flight ahead
Nature's ire unleashed
Bullying all in its path
Crashing waters roar
The roar and fury
Of crashing, rumbling waters
Silenced by a sob
Never thought our love
Would create ugly ducklings
Push them off the falls
The silver lining
In our lives are all but gone
The sun let us down
Oh elegant grace
Still the waters of the lake
Majesty passes
Blossoms overhead
Stand guard on regal swans
Not a ripple make
Ill wind blowing wild
Smashing and slashing at will
Crack! a tree trunk breaks
Dream of Boracay
Palms swayed by the balmy breeze
Waves lap at white shores
Fish head soup is nice
But dolphins are quite scarce
Please set this one free
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