And Then I Found Fifty Dollars

Beneath The Surface

And Then I Found Fifty Dollars


Our spring arrives 
And with it the rain 
Cleansing and awakening 
All that surrounds 
The quaint little pond 
Imbibing the showers 
Ceases stagnation 
And starts to swell 

The water shimmers in the sunlight 
Crystal clear, it seems 
Healthy and pure 
But it's depths can be deceiving 
Obscuring from view 
That all is not well 

There is something beneath the surface 
There is something amiss 
She's fading 
But I still feel her kiss 

Winter ensues 
And brings the cold 
The pond has frozen 
Now all has changed 
It's surroundings are forced to withdraw 
Kept at bay by a crystalline sheath 

It's depths are shrouded more than ever 
Mystifying all within their realm 
All that was clear is now uncertain 
One cannot know what lies beneath 

There is something beneath the surface 
There is something amiss 
She's fading 
But I still feel her kiss 

Her mother tells her 
That nobody has to know 
Her mother tells her 
That it's best not to let it show 
They live in fear and isolation 
And there is no one to whom to turn 

There is something beneath the surface 
There is something amiss 
She's fading 
But I still feel her kiss