Its surface as pure as crystal, forming the shape of tears
The morning rays of the sun reflect upon these tiny mirrors
Each one, perfect for a moment as I drink them into my eyes
They are only there for a short while, I sadly realise

Her tiny wings disturb the wind as they lift her into the sky
Constant movement of crystaline perfection, silent as she flys
Her presence she did grace me with, gave me peace for a time
Touch so blessed, as she fluttered past my face it did remind

Long and twisted, yet beautiful, were his mighty arms that grew
Emerald green, the shapes that shimmered, each time the wind blew
I wrapped my arms around and pressed my cheek against his base
He left me with a constant reminder, so strong I could not replace

Soft like velvet underneath my feet, growing short yet strong
Everywhere I gaze around me, it's a beauty that does belong
Tender little blades, I reach down to run them through my fingers
Clarity is offered by its scent and on the air it does linger

And then there is you, my dearest, most perfect of all these
My constant, my heart, my soul, my strength, I do believe
I give to you my love, for all enernity, yet ask only one kindness
Return these emotions to me forever, leave my heart with bliss

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Halitus, in the year 457 AD.