Fading by Eowyn_HorseJoy
A flower blossomed
Bright it bloomed
Tall it grew and strait
But the ones who made the flower grow
Are now sailing away
As they retreat, the flower fades
It withers and it dies
The grass grows long
The weeds creep in
And wild ivy climbs
The world’s been fading, fading
Since the fair ones left our shores
The flowers that once grew here
It seems will bloom no more
Trees drop their leaves
Flowers; their petals
The gold woods fade to green
Generations pass and we forget
The beauty we have seen
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Ever considered getting this one set to music? I could almost hear the strains of harp and pipe as I read “The world is fading, fading…”