Ella softly sings
our feet bathed in the moonlight
you slip off my dress

And life moves along

seeded grass grows tall
over the newly dug grave
quickly hiding wounds

white apple blossoms
have long shriveled and fallen
leaving fruit filled limbs

storms throughout the night
soften the earth, sprinkle it
with small, green apples

fawns on spindly legs
feast on the wind blown sour fruit
hide in the grasses

dawn streaks the sky scarlet, pink
a new day begins