the thick brown branches
will be hidden by flowers
and everyone will exclaim how beautiful they are.
the few dry patches of grass
will become greener
and everyone will want to crush the shards.
these surroundings will produce their music
a soundtrack of laughter
and only now it will be an object of desire.
But a few months ago
when the only music was one of death and silence
and the days were grey and short
this place laid abandoned.
And no one noticed how beautiful it was.