A fairy tale ending,

--Has kept me awake for three nights.

--Fading noon light just didn’t seem right.

-The shadows that crossed the deep forest pass,

have grown, though quite slowly, creeping like grass.

--The birds that sang, but one hour ago,

--have turned dark, foreboding - to raven and crow.

--And the couple so recently joined as one heart -

--I thinks soon will opt to forever depart.