A Glimpse of Eva's Perspective

A radiant sea of glass,

Watching it as the days pass,

twinkling in the gleaming red sun,

praying these days will never be done.

On top of the glass there's a mingled red fire.

Deep down in my mind, this scene will never tire.

Singing and reading with Tom so pious and honest,

O! What sweet memories! I know they will be my fondest.

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