Dreams of a Future

*people search to find happy poetry* Good luck guys. There's none here.

Take a walk among the roses;
Paint them grey to match the stones.
"Here lies beloved mother, Beloved father."
Pray here to silence, alone.

Take a walk on Autumn leaves;
Paint them grey to match the rose.
"Here lies beloved doctor, beloved artist."
Sit down with dark feathered crows.

Take a walk by cobbled edges;
Just like all else, they're painted grey.
"Here lies the dreams of a future."
And like all else, they fade away...