O love and luck be lost and found

O love and luck be lost and found
Upon this merry bank. She keeps
A chance recording of those sounds,
And that is all the river seems to speak.

And what are we but lost out here,
When we search through thicket deep
To find that one we hold most dear,
And To watch for one night, the other fast asleep.

The sweet bats sing out the night sky,
And the moon shines on all under her eye
Illuminates those about to make that tie
With faithful bonds, that men shall not unbind.

And the choirs celestially sing
Gratias et Gloria tibi, rex caelestis
Echoed through the earth in its lunar tinge,
This celebration, this union that it is.

And so the years did go by,
With much joy and laughter it brought,
And their love doth multiply,
And then two became five in the twinkl'ng of an eye.

And merry did they all go on,
Until Chronos had had enough,
And into the ground they were torn,
Yet still went on he with that hearty laugh.

And soon he too withered and decayed,
And soon it was time for the petals
To fall and the rose to be put away.
Into the fall slowly and silently did he lay.