Poem II – Putera Puteri

T’was once a shining, splendoured thing 
Such hopes that Life itself daren’t cage 
Eyes that once gleamed with love ablaze 
Now dulled by slow, relentless age. 
 
And for its passing do I pray 
That you do find amidst your Rome 
a Life that shines, with splendour still  
And may Peace find its harboured home.