dillystone

beautiful sounds 

fire proving less than perfect men can be noble

 creatures coming home 

songs from a long winter 

searching for large quantities of the unknown 

i know my color is fading

scars glisten and remind

stories are told like truths

nothing could be better than that

fathers living to pass along their dreams

showing the way

glance across the meadow as the rain falls 

play your songs, dance with the moon

i wish you well during shifting days