As I wander through the cemetery

On that cold, winter night

I spot something eerie

An iridescent light

The light;

Reminds me of a time long passed

One ancient memory

-One buried in this grass.

I missed him;

I did indeed.

Then I knew it

-It was him who called me.

I thought he was dead;

I thought he was gone.

But I’m sure it is he,

That glowing, white fawn.

For a reason known not to me,

I ran ...