Red roses turned black;
Lead-like leaves falling hurriedly to the ground—
A still life for the dark-humoured sarcastic painter.
“ ‘Your every wish will be done’, they tell me”
What fairy-tailed idealistic cruel and deceptive people are they!
Yet her optimistic verve keeps her hoping
And thinking that someday she might find
The man of her dreams; and thus
The search continues for her knight in shining armor
Her rescuer—the one to undo all the wrongs and make everything right
What better way to waste a life
Than searching for the ultimate unattainable?
Copyright © 2001 A.C.S.